This is a song about "Hodgy beats"

Piece up mind to put it into beats

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Can barely walk the city streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

While i'm pillaging villages and listen to beats

Yes,it's you. rap beats you.

Straight bad bitches i run, through

Now i'm living out my dreams

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Someone's getting their beats slashed

Racks on racks, i don’t know how to act

No time to plot retreats

As if my lesser heart beats