This is a song about "Cornish beef"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

These bitch ass niggas dont wanna start the beef

Cause there'll never be peace

Reppin clarksburg you got beef,

Got so much haters, atleast, i don't care about beef

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

With some lesbians that don't know english

When theres beef, who knows when it'll finish,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Aint no discussing once the beef reaches destruction.

So now she picks up the gun

So flee this beef children,

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

Equipped with a piece, case you niglets wanted beef