This is a song about "You about get beat uo"

Get those dope fighters that you talk about with mac-10s,

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

You get fucked up, cause you don't know what fitness is about

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

You see there's no way you can beat me and you should get gone

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

You are about to get mind fucked(mind fucked)

And i ain't tryna be trife when i call 'em out

Let me get started and tell you what it is all about

But you shouldnt of even put it on, because your about to get hit

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

You can't beat me, so get on you knee try to beg me

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money