This is a song about "Beefing with me"

I swear they think i'm crazy

With hannibal lector around me...

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Okay okay thats fine with me

Beefing with pigs, hamming, leading rappers to the slaughter

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

With ocd yall cant touch me

She going to borrow some money

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

And people day to day dealing with me, feeling with me,

Bitch, try to fuck with me

Or you'll drive me crazy

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

On who ya beefing with do you?

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

And i'm bringing god with me.