This is a song about "Kill the beat maste"

C walking in the kill zone

They blowing up my phone

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here

It's surreal how many bitches kill before the beat would seal.

Me and my peeps often meet

I'm man handling the beat

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Because we've talked before the beat

Now it's time to eat

Damn, uh, nigga drop the beat,

So sit down and listen to the beat

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

And also i got beat up and thought that i should kill,

First off congratulations on the win

Can't beat the beat generation