This is a song about "Me vs my beo"

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

My beating heart telling me your my remedy

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

My reputation precedes me

Or you'll drive me crazy

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Justin vs. a noob, wow what a weird mixture

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

This is light vs darkness, never seen a picture as frightening as this before