This is a song about "Battle of lexington"

After this battle i’ll put you out of your misery,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

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

It's part of battle rap to say "i grabbed yo girl and i wrecked that bitch"

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Why do u wanna battle,

For nother rap battle

This bag is from seattle

Muskets and swords at lexington and concord

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Lady at the frank stand will

And tell me why every battle