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

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Between me and anyone who "reps a set". (wow ain't you hard)

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

You said that my rhymes belong on disney, but yet you want no cussing in a rap battle

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Just in case a nigga never see that thrill again

I'll take a battle rap with no rules and break them

Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

And on skype bet you say "le where my flight at?", if i decline

Difference between that and self promotion is a thin line