This is a song about "The beat is hot"

This is the second verse i could probably beat you writing my rap in reverse,

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

'cuz i'm so hot on this beat that i will motherfucking ignite it

Put my squad on my back like i'm wearing me a starter jacket

Come again, i devour lawmen my tribe is tribal i'll beat you with the fucking bible

I'm going to bury you in this box i made outta your own kitchen table

You're uncool like my mother kin

Can't beat the beat generation

Aiyo, this is rain shady on the beat bitch. we bout to do it vintage old school

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

With the beat as he spills like his poetry is spoken,

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

- i've reached a place where hot magma is the warmth provider

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her