This is a song about "Beefin"

Which seems to feeds us the needed for beefin'

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Blood drippin they beefin and dissin they claiming but they all missing the point/

Everybody loves to root for a nuisance, hit the earth like an asteroid

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless

Run down these clowns, who be beefin' tryna take my crown

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around