This is a song about "Johnson s rad beats"

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Dont fall asleep on our beats

No time to plot retreats

Im happier when high and drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

I’m getting beats, well i’m making beats

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Dont fall asleep on our beats

In private, not public in the streets

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

Now ill rip myself on these beats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds