This is a song about "Black roast beef"

People want yas to beef/

L o u d air i breathe

You couldn't ship gold records if the only copy you pressed was solid gold

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

U say i dont want no beef,

We can make more, make babies

And then we'll be ghost

And its your body i roast

Top dropped down, black on black

Make the fingers snap

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Is it necessary to spark beef?

Roast beef medium rare

They be like where