This is a song about "The brittish beast"

And hide like a beast under the wood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

Watch out stay clear here comes the beast

No longer with us; he's deceased

It was the streak vs the beast

Womanizing to say the least

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

Im incredible, the beast is uncontrollable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Unleash the street beast into the breeze, west or east,

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

At the pawn shop, tryna sell this baume watch

Nigga i'm a beast on the porch