This is a song about "Stealing someones beats"

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Cdg shit match my kicks

While im rapping flows on beats

Can barely walk the city streets

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Someones trying to fight me, tryin to start shit

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

I ended someones life with these two hands

Evicted from eden his seed stealing a fix

So here i am at the store for some chips

Confessing my stealing #convenience

I never fit in with them light skins

Dont fall asleep on our beats

Malcolm x, by any means

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

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