This is a song about "Insrumental beat"

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Because we've talked before the beat

Probably modestly, spitting bodily harm on a beat

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Acting gangster but you're gettin beat

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

So sit down and listen to the beat

Yeah i know we never got to meet

78. sick rapper on a beat,

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Can't beat the beat generation