This is a song about "Beef chaser"

How they got beef with keef

As much as i wanna leave

People want yas to beef/

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Cus beef from a distance

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

To have a face off with the grand chaser

They want me locked in boxes like it's pacquiao, got beef?

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

These bitch ass niggas dont wanna start the beef

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

And i’ma need some more patron i don’t want no chaser

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Ima let her be by herself in peace

He believes in praising cows but he eats beef,