This is a song about "Battered"

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

With murderers, rapists and battered lies

Cause non-fictional disasters,so read between the lines before i leave you battered.

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

My hunger for blood got your body looking battered

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Me? i came out all battered up, skin tattered and taped