This is a song about "I can beat everybodys ass"

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Raised by the streets, i can make a beat off a brick wall

I can still kill words without a beat

Dmv that's on me no days off i don't sleep

"gonzalo, can you still beat me?" "son, i don't know."

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

So keep it coming then maybe yal'll understand i can never be beat.

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

I was such a bafoon a fool everybodys own little

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

I will beat your ass in a parking lot

I dont gotta have a beat to show these bitches i can rap

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

So you can kiss my ass

Just put your hand on the glass