This is a song about "Beating slaves"

Flow is so dominant beating rappers

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Cheating, up beating, did he? yup.

Without your love it's cold as fuck

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Time and time again we're slaves to our crutch

Break away we’re still slaves to the game scorching in flames,

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

He can take a beating

Let my angel sing

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

We getting money, you can face the facts

Chained as my slaves, my die hard fans

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Untill my heart stop beating up