This is a song about "You re begging"

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

Why they begging for some more

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

Six months later you were begging me to lick up your carpet.

Rideright back to the movies

I begging on my knees,

Do you not re-read your shit before you take it to the mat son.

Cause in 16 years, you let your kid down the existence, none

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Re-directed de-ci-sions

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

First time i'm begging you i cant believe you're gone,

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

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