This is a song about "Rocking on the beat like"

Let the beat spin like mad

Naked woman rub my back

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Rocking raincoats, catch me in the night like a late show

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

And when you spit on the beat,

Bitch i'm all you need

The beat floating on top of my mind like a cork on the sea,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,