This is a song about "I beat you past niggas"

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

I could beat you with my wrists bound

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

Like i know you just heard me bust this beat

No this ain't silver, this is my dilemma

And niggas wouldn't call you bitch, i betcha

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

The ice ain't really nothing to her

If you a real nigga, you looking in the mirror

I beat you by one more figure you fake ass licker

I can feel your heart beating fast

So i don't share, my past