This is a song about "Dj play that beat"

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Ya need ya pad 'n eraser to scratch that, ya probably good at that ay dj.

Don’t play dumb, i’m the one that acknowledged it

Living out of a homeless shit

Stop that nonsense as i wreck this beat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Ughhhh, like sorry but homie dont play that

Catch me in the city with the trunk on crack

Wiz khali is stuck on replay, play something new i need to hear a good beat

A wife on the runfull of common bluntsunconditionally married

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

The beat that is at my feet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Gotta gotta gotta gotta gotta flows that cant be beat,