This is a song about "Beef curtains"

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I'm the motherfucking richard dawkins of rap beef

And i know - there'll never be peace

A nigga better think before he starts beef

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Indeed its curtains my style venomous

Its for certain that its curtains

She likes the way it hits her lips

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

It’s curtains, i’m inadvertently hurtin' you

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

But from that perspective, what you can't see is behind closed curtains

U say i dont want no beef,

I'm why baby mamas leave

Fuck wit me again i'll slice your throat behind closed curtains.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its