This is a song about "Roast beef"

House hidden, drop tops the sofas match

More beef than a cattle ranch

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

They want me locked in boxes like it's pacquiao, got beef?

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

U say i dont want no beef,

Shit cause i'm an f-ing thief

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Please don't get me started or i will surely roast this,

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

I've mastered the rhyme factors after effacing actors-making artist ghost

So it's time for me to stop writing, or i'll roast the rappers that's trying.

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

Roast to dusk, i don't give two fucks like cloned celibate sluts

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones