This is a song about "Rock beats"

But the clock slows tick tocks to stop for me while i rock to beats

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

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

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

But god is still the rock

It’s hip-hop, not pop

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

While im rapping flows on beats

Little more weed, first class seats

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans