This is a song about "You re my heartbeat weak street sleep"

Began my life out on then street

Swear i will murk any beat

You aint illest,ya rhythm is weak

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Gettin weak all in my knees

We can make more, make babies

I can kill these writens i my sleep

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

But what is a street with peace, sounds like a dream through sleep

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

My heartbeat, skips beat. my aorta lies in your hands.

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

I said i got my ass beat

Place the knives precisely where you sleep