This is a song about "Im a lyrically beast"

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

And hide like a beast under the wood

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically

Bitches ain't around one thou

You telling me she's a beast, now?

Modify your quota bitch

Im a beast call me marshawn lynch

With a little bit of passion

I'm a beast when i go in

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

My head needs to be clearer, i'm a beast,

Sorry mr. charlie won't chap dance

I'm a beast with the raps,

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Im lyrically gifted, verbally explicit, youre the mistress of bitches,