This is a song about "Funky beats"

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

Watch a funky skyline, pump a mic watch along it's

Watchin' me when i stiff on them like a photo funky

I'm bi-polar, women know a nigga ain't an enemy

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

In private, not public in the streets

/ the only thing i murder beats,

The golden age, 90's, the rapper's ass funky,

But i kinda like your company