This is a song about "Buying beef"

How they got beef with keef

Gotta go, let her leave

They're pulling your sleeve, don't believe

U say i dont want no beef,

It’s something that’s in your veins

I’d be buying her chains

I'm the motherfucking richard dawkins of rap beef

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

You're buying up silvers like you need to kill a werewolf

‘fore he hit the room, hear a “vroom!” from the porsche bitch

Buying all this shit, fuck it man i'm rich

That's what they get for not buying

In my drawsring, ring, ring