This is a song about "Beef rapping"

I am capable of rapping,

And this will be the song that we sing

Park my plane right there

Roast beef medium rare

I give bitches dick and leave

People want yas to beef/

What you're lacking is good rapping/

But he don't rule a thing

Why not me the same thing

Spitting rhymes and rapping

Cause what you're doing ain't rapping

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

How they got beef with keef

L o u d air i breathe

A nigga better think before he starts beef

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave