This is a song about "Sick beats"

Played our beats on the streets

But i ain’t jacking, i’m chasing dreams

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Looking at me and my dre beats

Now i'm living out my dreams

Piece up mind to put it into beats

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I said mom it aint just a phase im into the beats

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

/ the only thing i murder beats,

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Simeon smoke plenty green and addicted to rippin beats/

As if my lesser heart beats

Little more weed, first class seats