This is a song about "Body the beat"

Kiss my body from the tip top

Pawning my chain in the shop

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

When i spit on the beat,

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Endless sporadic on the beat,

So godly the way i volley your body,

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

I abraham lincolned the beat

Throw her body off the top bunk

If you ever feel alone and

Got me rushed to the station

Can't beat the beat generation