This is a song about "Killer beats"

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

You know...you know who you are

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Im illegal on these beats, a killer on these streets

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Cause after all the lights and screams

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