This is a song about "How beast i am"

Life isn't on my side, so tell me, how the fuck am i supposed to show pride.

You headin' to his car for some sexi pass by, can't hold back tears inside

Ya balls get a itch pass it to ya mother to scratch.

A beast that's what i am, with incredible beats no one could match.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

How to top those words he spake, how am i gonna reach my idol, miller, jake?

How am i blind yet i can spot exactly where to drop some bombs,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Nah dog how am i gonna diss valiente,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

After these, how can i hate that you're confused on who i am; when even more i

Nigga i am a beast, a one of a kind legend,

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

But i aint got to be like "ay how sick am i?"

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie