This is a song about "Johnson s rad beats"

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

No time to plot retreats

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Ass shots in her seven jeans

With the rhythm and beats

Magic johnson money but i ain't got no rims

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Get grand slam fans out of they seats