This is a song about "Beat got sicker"

You think you sicker then me?

That's the way, you can move it baby

Spitting lyrics sicker than jeffrey dahmer,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I'm a beat ya with a funny track i got from my garbage bag

I'm tyler, mr. green hat, pro-abortion anti-clean rap

And hell if i'm gon tell him, now shut up and play it cool

I'm a poor white kid, got beat up everyday but stayed in school,

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

But all i hear is "nigger nigger" my rhymes are sicker

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words

If i bleed on a beat, i got greed for a track

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

You aint got permission to dodge this collusion, beat you again call it a special

On another level of devil so double the bass and hit the treble