This is a song about "Im gonna beat you"

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

I got so many bars that im gonna imprison you

Reason i stuck with the sound

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

Im gonna rap to prove im good

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Last of a dying breed

Thinkin im the guy to beat

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Im gonna ration these f bombs heres a serving of fuck you

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

But let me tell you im not gonna be yo hoe ass bate

You sleepin countin sheep while im recording to a great beat,

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

I told you i listened and learned now im gonna pass on my word