This is a song about "Beat got sicker"

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I got styles sick as hell, sicker than sickle cell anemia

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

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

And also i got beat up and thought that i should kill,

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

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

Where fiends always on that water like a lily pad

Sicker than a tick pest

Beach on the weekend

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

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

The straight life's like a sedative, everything's cool

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