This is a song about "U think u can beat me"

Bitch u cant even keep a beat,

Indubitably i'm too street

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

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

Now fck with dis rhyme pace,well u can never catch me in dis race!,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Its ironic #hypno fell asleep, this was a #dissed #illation- can u beat me still?

Because i'm weary of seeing all these rappers spitting on records with no skill

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

The next time u see me would u kiss me?

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

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

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

Hoola at me swea to god u can see u a pussy nigga i could swea u a beast n while u talkin bout beef

U still think why u dont have any fan

$100 measles man, issue me with ego man