This is a song about "When the beat drops"

Chilling like some villains when they're feeling the beat knocking

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Ur jaw drops when you get hit with a sawn off on the streets and mangled bitch

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

How can niggas blame us, i am not ashamed but

Han solo, once i start i cant stop, until the blood drops,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

It's crazy how the beat drops, crazy beat from the heat glock

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

I rain sleet when i stomp storms to the beat,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

He's a punk , he copies my lines when the beat drops,