This is a song about "Beating your arse"

Beating him over the head with the telephone

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

Im here to get personal an slaughter you, maybe your daughter to, be scared of what ill do

Your so damn soft,thats why im sleeping on you,might go into a coma and still be beating on you

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

Makin' them arse scared to death, so they started fakin' their verse.

Ya girls arse so fat i wunt even slap it,

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Its somethin like manute bol

Beating the boring and banal

Beating you with hard metaphors till your spine is sore

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

That’s only if they handle

Beating you, go on, tattle

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

Beating me?? i laugh like hee hee,the only thing your beating is your dick