This is a song about "Stomp on the beat"

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

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

Reputation is vital when you facin your rival

Step to the beat and march on parliament strapped with heat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Endless sporadic on the beat,

The drug that they brain need

And when you spit on the beat,

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

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