This is a song about "You wont beat me"

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

You see, i dont listen to pleas, no matter how you beg you wont get to me.

Tell mr. hill we ain't trippin, we cool

It wont be you hitting me with a bar stool,

Beyond the extremities of every one and anyone

Not me u be the hero, you wont be drivin bentleys none,

Specially equities, reckon we smile

That if you beat me on a freestyle

They wont get shit from me

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

You wont catch me shifting grams

But you don't have a chance

Can you beat me or not

I fucking hate this job

You be gentle i wont

The truth shall be told