This is a song about "Beatin u"

Kidnapped u from ur own house took u to stoners hill where i could of killed u

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I'm tryna learn somethin new

I aint scared to merk u

Mad some mistakes by voting u

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

We rob bases if u snitch ill swing my bat at u

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Ma answer is simply fuck u,

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Listen witness beatin flinchin faggots up into submission

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin