This is a song about "Dj drop the beat bust a rhyme"

The beat drop and its so crazy

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Swear to god man it ain’t a rhyme, i grind for a piece of mine

My audience with ever rhyme. drop the mic and silence calls out the dime,

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

Ok start now coz no need to wait for a beat to drop

I don't expect to get props, just wanna hear the beat drop

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

Kiss me on the cheek as she whispered, "this the last time

See, fuck it, i don't need no one, don't even need a beat to rhyme,

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Damn, uh, nigga drop the beat,

Cause they drop chilled lines like i'ma shred the beat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Wont drop till the rhyme stops and goes thin

I'm talkin ideas , motivation