This is a song about "Black roast beef"

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

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Please don't get me started or i will surely roast this,

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Is it necessary to spark beef?

Cus beef from a distance

I was playing with guns

Black woman you cold

And its your body i roast

Don't beef over no ho

Just let it chill joe

I'm why baby mamas leave

Reppin clarksburg you got beef,

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

I hope u consider this rap a roast