This is a song about "Smule rocks when i beat you"

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Called ignorant and dumb by the rest, when we kick rocks,

Can't seem to find a solid ground

I could beat you with my wrists bound

And i laid some rhymes for you on this funky gangsta beat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

From the back seat, back seat

When i spit on the beat,

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Why team up with him when i know i can beat him

I rain sleet when i stomp storms to the beat,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

Its crazy when the beat makes you feel this way

Dont answer i know you beat cancer

Baby, you know who you are