This is a song about "I beat you"

When i spit on the beat,

For the low that nine cheap

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

I kill you with this beat, commit a homicide

You told me god was the answer

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

You beat yourself up so much, what i say will be useless

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Sometimes i think, what i need

But, honestly i feel your beat

I chose this beat for you cause i know like justin's ass,

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

I abraham lincolned the beat

When the beat drops,boom i see you run

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen