This is a song about "Begging"

Somebody beating me up, and i'm begging for mercy

Picture me inside the misery of poverty

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

She love dat shit, shes begging for mo

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

I start the aiming he starts begging for another chance at living

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

You left me down, broken, begging, trippin'.

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

You're a sucker begging me to share my rhyming capabilities

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I'm begging these girls to put down the lotion