This is a song about "Turn up the beat"

Your own physical, superficial not spiritual

Breath its cold well let me turn up the dial,

Turn down...as i switch up the flow,

This one right here for polo

When there's a fork in the road, confidence beat up,

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I beat the beat up and i just kicked it's fucking teeth in

Beat up from the feet up and it won't sound that precocious.

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Beat up from the feet up and it won't sound that precocious.

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Ugh fuck turn up the heat,