This is a song about "My beats rock"

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

My brothers out producing beats i gotta spit

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

See me in the streets, i be banging with my beats

[b] better be broadcasting billions of my beats and bops, baby,

Where your whereabouts baby? i care about you lady

You know i love you girl, you really rock my world,

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

Yeah i'll show them the reason that my heart beats

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

Beats on repeat, have to get my mind on my side

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

As if my lesser heart beats

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

I cant stop my rock when its on hip hop,

We popping bottles, it don't stop