This is a song about "Beef eagles"

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

Lyrical beef you wont even back it,

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

I am not the only one

So flee this beef children,

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

These bitch ass niggas dont wanna start the beef

She likes the way it hits her lips

Cus beef from a distance

Got beef with dsl feelin' relatively slow

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

Lucifer, our beef is over but not forgotten

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Don't beef over no ho

You haven't flowered loco