This is a song about "Sick beats"

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Mentally, essentially influenced by illest of beats

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

With the rhythm and beats

No time to plot retreats

Looking at me and my dre beats

When you're reachin' your dreams

I said believe in your dreams

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

Now i'm living out my dreams

That he ran the streets, i ran the beats