This is a song about "The dj dropping the beat"

Motherfuckers, every time i see the paper

Of a waiter but the way i'm dropping shit is major

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

You like the chopping game well i'll be name dropping

Em starting, 50 staring, gaga, game starting

P-funk got it pumpin, he had the connects

Unknowingly your dropping down into the depths/

Original can grill a steak that'll get the panties dropping,

Write it in my leisure, i rather go shopping

When i spit on the beat,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen