This is a song about "Stealing someones beats"

Got a big fat lawsuit and everything

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

But i hope one day someones gonna fuckin stop it

Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit

The deepest of your feelings

Confessing my stealing convenience

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

Rapping reall shit and you still think i'm stealing

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

Never become someones minion

With the rhythm and beats

Ass shots in her seven jeans

In private, not public in the streets

Dont fall asleep on our beats