This is a song about "Beats of hope"

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Hoe i'm dope and i hope you done heard of me

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Turned his hope into an enemy, just totes the bottle of hennessy

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

So therefore, i've lost all hope of a happy ending

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

They said hip hop was dying, now they saying it has signs of hope

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

If you understand, i hope all of you connected.

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Perfect mix of songs over the illest beats, both old school classic tracks

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats