This is a song about "A rap battle between wellington and auckland"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And there's a thin line between me and my sanity

My reflection remains a blur, stuck between future potential and lost history

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

My coach ain't care, so i ain't care

Have the rap battle turn into a fight fair

I was stuntin last night, won a rap battle fight

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

For nother rap battle

As i light one for ill will

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Stuck between a rock and ahard place, nothing they say is based

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

And she deserves a guy who can meet her needs and in between

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Difference between that and self promotion is a thin line