This is a song about "I m a beast sy"

I'm a beast when i go in

And picture me rollin

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....

And all women who had light features, see

To getting rich off a dream, i throw it the bag

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I"m the designated driver

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

But i told my self "don't falter dawg, you know you're a beast

Like a south paw you get letand every breath i breathe untill the moment i'm deceased

I got that potentiality to decease whatever comes in like a fucking wild beast

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich