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THIS ALBUM IS PARTLY THE COMPLETED MISSING PIECES OF THE PREVIOUS EVABOY ALBUM, AND ADDITIONALLY THE RESULT OF ~2 YEARS OF LAYING LOW, BEING VINDICTIVE AND BITTER, SOMETIMES SELF REFLECTING TO A POINT OF TOTAL SELF HATRED, AND INCORRECTLY DEALING WITH A LIFE RUINING AND DEBILITATING MENTAL ILLNESS THAT ONLY WORKED TO FURTHER BURN EVABOY AND THOSE AROUND HIM. AND AS SO, THIS NEW ALBUM IS TITLED "BEEF". BECAUSE THIS ALBUM IS ABOUT THE BEEF. THIS ALBUM IS BEEF. ANY BEEF. MY BEEF. YOUR BEEF. FOOD BEEF. THIS IS BEEF. IF YOU HAVE BEEF, THIS IS THE ALBUM YOU BEEF TO. GET READY TO BEEF. EVABOY HAS RETURNED. ♥♥♥♥ YOU AND DIE.