This is a song about "Listen to the beat of the soul"

In need of a friend who takes the time to listen

I don't give a fuck, like a senior citizen

You'll never know the best of me, maybe if you listen to my spoken word

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Cuz i’m sick of the trash people listen to daily.

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

I tell no lie, listen to the beat which i decide

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

In the mind of a living soul to separate them as a whole

So sit down and listen to the beat

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

From the streets of nyc to clubs playing the beat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Listen to the beat and everything around just stops