This is a song about "The beat got"

When i spit on the beat,

For the low that nine cheap

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words

Nightmare on any street

I'm man handling the beat

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

It looks like the ghetto has us beat

The revolution will proceed

Manny pacquiao on the beat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead