This is a song about "Drop out"

Body after body i watch them drop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I fucking hate this job

Ad-rock said the beat bout to drop/

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

So better look out for cliffs it's a sheer drop

And don't make vibrations stop

Know shit's about to drop,

That means i have no block

It's waking time, time to drop

So i phase out all the walking and i drop it in the booth.

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

And i wont stop till you drop

I love the way you walk