This is a song about "Busting beats with my niggas"

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

And my regime includes east coast

Spitting your beats with your so called crew

You reflect me, i love that about you

All these niggas on my side said stop with it

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Can barely walk the city streets

Looking at me and my dre beats