This is a song about "Stomp on the beat"

I keep my money neat

When i spit on the beat,

Thinking they murder the beat on a violent track,

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal

I made the beat then murdered it that's why i'm on trial,

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

African queen got what you need

Manny pacquiao on the beat