This is a song about "Drops them beats like"

Competition i ain't winning but admit it, i'm still in it though

I be pickin' up them younger girls, them teenagers like i'm romeo,

Lookin in them papers im like

Killa never let the drama slide

How bout my brother toast kitty, he produces beats that sound like symphony's,

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Step in, release, rep 'em like a weapon on beats,

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

I need a pain shot, i thought freedom reigned like rain drops, you ain't even know it,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Decompose/ beats and break it down like mechanics

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall