This is a song about "Beef eagles"

People want yas to beef/

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

Green papers with eagles from a tray that's illegal

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Don't beef over no ho

So flee this beef children,

Top ranked, number one my son

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Equipped with a piece, case you niglets wanted beef

The way that it calms, but i feel like powered eagles,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I grab the eagles and make them birds fly

Now everybody put your hands up high

These bitch ass niggas dont wanna start the beef

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace