This is a song about "Beam"

Cause the niggas i grew up wit' wanna see me in a beam

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

When i cock the beam back, i'm aiming for supreme hats

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Reggie hammond, 48 hours to get the triple beam,

Your developmental league don’t see a team

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Hitting lines as i hit the beam, to be a famous artist was my dream,

Pushin beam-o's then parlay in reno with two fly latinos

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

Faded dreams-schemes have been unbalanced by green on the triple beam.

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Niggas dream of a triple beam, my dreams lead to a murder scene.

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I also gotta be fast no worries i move like beam to cut grass ok now i gotta get

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check