This is a song about "10000 fist"

I risk my iris when i hold up my fist,

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

Iron fist like gauntlets to your jaw for heroics

Jump off... hoping, i'm hoping

With my fist up im towering

He dreamed to get on his raps 10000 vote

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Yeah, i'd fist fight god to re-leave some of this hurt.

Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work