This is a song about "Beat me"

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

To me your unemployed on this beat

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

You can beat me, your snoring sound asleep

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

Tried sending me to the middle east , to be stoned and beat/

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Like i know you just heard me bust this beat

Try and beat me can't defeat "why?" i repeat:

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You couldn't easily beat me

This is like riding through the city

If you had, one shot

Can you beat me or not

Send me naked pictures tell me beat it out the frame

I turned into something they never became