This is a song about "I sneezed on the beat"

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Yeah on a beat i may say things

They say he the key to my blessings

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

And when you spit on the beat,

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

Angle these beats like a pentagon

I made the beat then murdered it that's why i'm on trial,

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

More money that mean less sleep

When i spit on the beat,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,