This is a song about "The beat killed"

I'm the meteor that killed the dinosaurs in the time before

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Bustin the mic i just killed it tonight

Its all gun bustin, its such a lack of the subject

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I came back and the fuckers killed brother

Got me rushed to the station

Can't beat the beat generation

Thinkin im the guy to beat

If he does my soul to keep

I'm too busy doin the type of shit that got gotti killed

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Because we've talked before the beat

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap