This is a song about "Drum"

You're forced to rewrite every line hit, pause, drum snare or rhymes spit

& my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit

Stand up misses i love your ambition

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

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

I'm the chosen one: sound the drum, own guns

And isaiah say one day your time will come

I do it by spitting to the beat of a drum

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

I don't care what it did to them

Blood pumps thru my veins like its a damn drum

I play the drum but i'm not dumb enough to set countries on fire while higher call me a liar

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher