This is a song about "The beat"

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

So sit down and listen to the beat

When i spit on the beat,

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

All the modern day rappers killing the beat,

I pearl harbored the beat

Indubitably i'm too street

Sometimes i think, what i need

Manny pacquiao on the beat

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Because we've talked before the beat

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I abraham lincolned the beat

If he does my soul to keep

Yo as i sit listeng to the beat