This is a song about "Beating some one"

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Heart's cursed hurting, beating, pumping current

No one cares bout the recession, till some chairman's pension is threatened

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

What preceded was the clue

Is the one where i'm beating you

Bitch, they call it motor city

Some. one. please. don't. save. me.

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

C-squared wearin some hawaiian shirts, every one got there butt hurts,

Listen to my heart beating up

I love you though i'll still fuck

One night, i was selling some rocks

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Some one jumps out to the bushes to find me

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money