This is a song about "A wrestler"

So get up off that slave ship

Its a challenge breaking a habit

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Influences are a dime a dozen

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Niggas hate us, but we famous so i never blame them

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

I'm a liar, i'm a sinner

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Like a baby without a diaper

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Like a bird without a cage

Just a warning not a threat

That's boa, see that's my set