This is a song about "Making beats"

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

Now ill rip myself on these beats

Cause after all the lights and screams

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Little more weed, first class seats

With the rhythm and beats

While i'm pillaging villages and listen to beats

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I said believe in your dreams

While im rapping flows on beats

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Dont fall asleep on our beats

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

As i sit here amplifying the beats

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds