This is a song about "You got beaten"

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

You treat me like garbage for no legit reason, we'll it's time to be beaten/

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Beaten and shattered, love is just a hazard.

Piling r.i.p"another of cheekos beaten rappers"

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

And she stripping, go to college

You're just a beaten ragged bitch

Dc has never seen such progress

I got more and you got less

I am some kind of beaten up kid

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

You got baby mama drama, you aint even got you a baby

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And i understand you feel weekend and beaten

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one