This is a song about "Rhythm"

Cause of your inability, to keep rhythm and stability

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Wished for rhythm never written before

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Sit back and unwind to this mystical rhythm

My kicks like my chick, i don’t need to know the numbers

Already my first step, my rhythm dramatically curves,

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

Cause rhythm im naturally gonna catch it

Pac said fuck the world and i ain't come yet

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.