This is a song about "Feel the rhythm"

I am not the only one

You've got no rhythm,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

And the rhythm itself just keeps getting slower and slower.

I shouldn't have to rhyme these words in the rhythm for you to know it's a rap

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

This young bloods got it in him/ the rhythm came through to this generation

If no one's there to listen guess i'll put it in the music

It's fixed, shit if the rhythm was sick, i could be slick as the rick,

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

Hit them when i get gems with the venom in my rhythm

Magic city tipping them

Blessed spittinn /expressed rhythm

With the rhythm and beats

No time to plot retreats