This is a song about "You got beat"

Me and my peeps often meet

And when you spit on the beat,

So i made this beat to educate you

Don't fuck around and make it true

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I got no chance to spit, mc's got to kick the beat,

I go by arry, got the sick beat bumping

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

You just can't beat me dude,

Pockets probably like fried food

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Can you beat me or not

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Beat it up and slide right under you.

Vision, im so sick, got you hoes on my dick, if this weren't a battle i'd beat you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true