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

Full of shit, like i ate that john

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

So i go hard to the fucking beat

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

Yeah on a beat i may say things

While scheming on hits

I don't know defeat

And when you spit on the beat,

If he does my soul to keep

I abraham lincolned the beat

Yo as i sit listeng to the beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep