This is a song about "Beat bopping"

Thinkin im the guy to beat

Last of a dying breed

When i spit on the beat,

This is the concrete

78. sick rapper on a beat,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I'm man handling the beat

From the back seat, back seat

Wack rappers... are a crime on the beat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

Can't beat the beat generation

To me your unemployed on this beat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet