This is a song about "Got beef"

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I got ways to sort beef like shattering jaws on concrete,

Cause last time i got into a beef, i was the achiever of his fatal key seizure/

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

A nigga better think before he starts beef

And you only got beef for fags to suck on it

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

So flee this beef children,

If you want beef thats musical,

As i light one for ill will

People want yas to beef/

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

In this beef you may have got the jump