This is a song about "Not a beast"

I'll knock em out lyrically with a beast of a flow

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Now that i have kept this beast, so why not let up, no longer enemies, we can be,

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

And hide like a beast under the wood

Pouring liquor for my niggas that was killed, send em back

I turn into a beast, i turn the booth to a shack,

Truthfully, some eye at least

Them bitches label me a beast,

Nigga i'm a beast on the porch

Hectic, heckler & koch

Lil tommy yeah nigga im a fuckin beast

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east