This is a song about "Beating a team"

It's roc nation, this my team

The dream team is nothing but a dream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team.

Put ya in a coma have you dreaming bout beating me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

Don't work a twosome team, all they'd do is loosen seams

Not about how i had given tha pussy a beating/

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

My team eat everyday a feast

I am ryu-like to the fiend

We blasting off like a team of rockets

The fence they was on about my rap skills