This is a song about "Jacob beaver"

Candies in my pocket, i see you niggas on easter

I'm sayin you're pussy, cos you're the one with a beaver

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I'm trying to be perfect like i'm joan clever from leave it to beaver.

I fight in a pool sweat just like jacob and his angel

To make karma come faster than she normally will

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Im more of a bad ass than that liitle bitch on leave it to beaver

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Much fine ill n torn not like no prigs it's eager beaver

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Shawty walks up, i say "damn" like a beaver,