This is a song about "Beaten women"

I am some kind of beaten up kid

I regret some shit i did

Weed up, better make a sound

I've been beaten to the ground

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

My dad been with half of california's women

Influence, pleaded you still beaten

I pop one, you pop one

Work straight out the kitchen

I aint afraid to hit women

You treat me like garbage for no legit reason, we'll it's time to be beaten/

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I don't need fallen women

And it weighs a ton

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

Beaten and shattered, love is just a hazard.