This is a song about "Dropin hard beats and rhymes"

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Whack rhymes, weak beats, no fans, zero likes, most of all,

Yet i take out on rap and abuse beats

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

Hustle hard beat. hottest beats or j cole mr. nice watch instrumental

I keep on living through hard times, because of my insignificant rhymes,

I'm not saying to go out and do some stupid shit, commit crimes

Shit grand like a muh-fucking bass load

Beats and rap change my life, no joke

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

Although he has the thoughts that his rhymes aren't really that hard

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

All their shit sucks-their flow,their rhymes,their beats

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I write my own lyrics and i make my own beats