This is a song about "Beating other teams"

Blank and expressionless, heart beating zombie

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

I can hear your heart over beating

I was born to do the damn thing

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Sprayed at until submission, my teams set up in your neighbourhood

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

Beating ryot than any other rapper he is is scared of

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Beating the boring and banal

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Rap attack your pack a rats coming in like swat teams,

What a mess! but we clean in the club

Untill my heart stop beating up