This is a song about "Leave it to beaver"

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

How many lines does it take to leave your ass in defeat?

Slit arms from the pits, leave a bit attached so i can tear to hear it rip

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

Far from an overnight achiever, cole is like the leader

So leave it up to me i'll cut your head off like the taliban in pakistan

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

You was bigger than an artist

Kill it, leave it half filled,

I prevent the leave of fear it has surrendered me to merit,

Maserati’s my birthright car, pass it, i need another hit