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

I got three albums tell the dj to spin it and they playin my songs

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

On the phone. 10 years he got, chasin' that cash

Dropping tracks as much as skrillex drops the bass

Showing no emotion then dropping him in the antarctic ocean,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

Dropping all that thun thun thun like your soap in the jail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Can't beat the beat generation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

Thinkin im the guy to beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep