This is a song about "Hodgy beats"

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Fo' twenty get ya head outta them young money beats,

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I’m getting beats, well i’m making beats

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

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

I said mom it aint just a phase im into the beats

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

While i'm pillaging villages and listen to beats

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Simeon smoke plenty green and addicted to rippin beats/

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Played our beats on the streets

In private, not public in the streets

That he ran the streets, i ran the beats