This is a song about "Beat so sick"

We're sick of law enforcement and all the cases they beat,

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

I'm about to spit something so sick

I never crack i got that chap stick

Yeah i know we never got to meet

So sit down and listen to the beat

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

Everybody gets beat so lets meet

The revolution will proceed

What i'm wanting, and i'm trying to see something

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

So fast , busta rhymes will fall sick

Shit so sick and i flow quick,

All you wanna do is get that stick