This is a song about "Beaten"

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Influence, pleaded you still beaten

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Get in my territory you will get beaten/

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

You're just a beaten ragged bitch

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

"this kid is troubled", wonder why? i'm beaten up and harassed,

Thomas, clay aiken no gay shit, ass naked

I am some kind of beaten up kid

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Never sleepin weekends im feenana keep this beaten mind