This is a song about "I got dem beats on lock"

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

Spittin rhymes i'm on bros new beats a new girl and she got a couple of cheeks

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Yet i take out on rap and abuse beats

They know they shouldn't touch me like the third rail

Plus i keep it on lock, like i'm part of the jail

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

I get on beats and defecate on rappers who are second rate

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

I dont sing on beats, i rap about violence.