This is a song about "Flabby roast beef pussy"

:30-1:02- its young zeke watch me rise and glowmy words come up encrypted with gold,

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

Kitty cornered now you're hissing pussy

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Tina perm your fucking weave

How they got beef with keef

I'm why baby mamas leave

U say i dont want no beef,

Got tired of running from the police

A nigga better think before he starts beef

Hoola at me swea to god u can see u a pussy nigga i could swea u a beast n while u talkin bout beef

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Roast under a sauce of wine.

Uh, well, don't waste time

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got