To everybody making beats I wanna thank you from the streets nose bleed seats spilling ink on the sheets making heartbeats reaching new feats standing with elites music is a treat scared money don't make money gotta take a chance I'm ready to advance save the last dance I'll put you in a trance have you counting ants talking to plants I love this app never gonna tap make a beat I'll write a rap, maybe take a nap now I'm ready to attack I don't need a map it's like a speed trap I'm just waiting for someone to bring the beat back