This is a song about "U got the beat"

Got the beat jumping like hop scotch pussy poppin like pop rocks

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

When i see u ma hart go bom bom like a beat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Like i already got the beat, all i need is the words

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

U better start dancin/ got u hard glancin/pardon my repertoire

Now u wanna fuck me...bt u haven't got that tool

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

U got 1000 enemies i got none

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

U coulda got out the way, now ur in a battle uphill

While writing this i got lost in the beat

Indubitably i'm too street