This is a song about "Mode"

I'm a wolf in sheep's clothes, an akuma in beast mode.

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Doin' it for dah people in survivallin' mode

Right there, i just started going beast mode, no fuck that im in god mode

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Plus i feel like i'm on stuck in this battlin mode

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

Bitch i'm in beast mode, b.o.b would respect it.

Your bitch like to suck a nigga up until she choke

And i was constantly told to be in a kind of mode,

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

And in beef you'll agree with it too, leavin' the streets beast mode

Beast mode is chained in my brain

Blow trees like a hurricane