This is a song about "Confronting the beast"

The anger's getting to me, and it's forming a monstrous beast/

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

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

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave

Keep feeding the beast attack you from underneath

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

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

And all women who had light features, see

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

I hate rap like kramer hate blacks

I'm a beast with the raps,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Im incredible, the beast is uncontrollable

Patroling for the beast

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