This is a song about "All of you cant beat me"

Cant impeach me, you cant breech me,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Bitch u cant even keep a beat,

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

But still all you rappers can't beat me combined

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

If you don't know, maybach is the clique

You can beat me, your snoring sound asleep

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

So gon' and be my dealer baby

That you cant beat me, go ask your mum, to buy you a pair of these skills, son

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Can you beat me or not

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

So take a seat you cant rap like me just face the fact your rap is all an act,