This is a song about "Disappointment with a sick beat"

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

Sick with the syllables i've reached the pinnacle its a miracle given

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Make room for the groom married to his music

I'm a sick kid, i'll hit quick, swing with my big dick

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Spit quicker with a sick mixture of rhymes

Be ???/ with no hesitation , i would get beat/ a front , with no

My other capo in this big-ass.. conglomerate called death row

Step up, ill beat your ass with a god damn crutch

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Rap with a dead beat, no wonder they call me psycho/

My money fourth and long, but you do not get to throw

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Wrap a lizard in gauze beat you in the jaws with it