This is a song about "I drop beats"

I make "hits" the beats "high" -err

A life where we don't need no welfare

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I'll drop the bass flat on your face and have your beats spraying all over the place

You never heard of me but for sure i can murder beats/

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

I'm why baby mommas leave

I drop philosophies,

Let me see you walk

And i wont stop till you drop

I write my own lyrics and i make my own beats

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Carnivore, i eat meat and beats it's menstruation

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been