This is a song about "Confronting the beast"

It's the belly of the beast, when we knock nobody's home,

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

Well ima subdue the beast get a clue

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Imma need to know now can a brotha crack

No longer with us; he's deceased

Patroling for the beast

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

Hopin' that my niggas see

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Unleash the street beast into the breeze, west or east,

I'm tamin the beast that you call a flow

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low