This is a song about "Beat maker"

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Sometimes i think, what i need

Damn, uh, nigga drop the beat,

Last of a dying breed

I be frontinand i'mma drink my hennessey like it ain't nothin

Chosen by the maker of sin. temptation is the bitch that got me in..

I'm man handling the beat

More money that mean less sleep

Physically straight but they cake they behavior

So many haters, callin' me faker, money maker.

Be financially stable or busting tables for paper

They couldn't step in time even if they had a pace maker.

Makin anything happen, im the maker.. say word?

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Maker,ill try to be real with my rhymes o avoid being a faker,

They shoot you over that paper, its just survivalist human nature