This is a song about "Sick beats"

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

As i sit here amplifying the beats

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

Story of cudi, nigga getting out my dreams

And she throws up whatever she eats

While im rapping flows on beats

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

That he ran the streets, i ran the beats

No time to plot retreats

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Looking at me and my dre beats

Little more weed, first class seats

As if my lesser heart beats

Now i'm living out my dreams