This is a song about "Battle of bull run"

Everybody put three fingers in the air

Loss of a battle is some pain for a loser to bare,

Run out of words write rhymes that don't make sense

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

So the battle champions list, i belong on top of it,

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Getting fucked by the tenth bull

Kick game henry bitch, bonjour

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Wife beaters, it's the end of your cardigans run

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

Number of victims run off the page/

Get of the mic, beat it and run

Top ranked, number one my son