This is a song about "Behold"

Behold, got shit even paramore can't decode/

After every show, a dream she hold

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

My rap is magical sparks, so dark witches, behold this

But low and behold she finds you endearing,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

So behold these are the bitter truths of life that will forever remain untold

Lo and behold this finely back-rolled thick beauty,

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

None of you phonies will ever be able to control me or hold me, so just behold the

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold