This is a song about "Twitter beef"

I said, "i'll delete my twitter for my motherfucking nigga,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Five shots she ready to leave

People want yas to beef/

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Tina perm your fucking weave

Reppin clarksburg you got beef,

There's bitter masses established while you just twitter and hash it

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

I'm on twitter making tweets about the replays, of king james

Is it necessary to spark beef?

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

It seems he's going on twitter inebriated

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that