This is a song about "The brittish beast"

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

The anger's getting to me, and it's forming a monstrous beast/

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I’m the beast and you’re the beauty

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

It feels to me that only way to free the beast

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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

Snow white the beauty, i'm the beast,

No longer with us; he's deceased

Patroling for the beast

Once the message released

Well ima subdue the beast get a clue

I can do better without you