This is a song about "Battle of the bands"

She's on my line like i'm fishing i got that

Battle me i always get the last hit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Topic of discussion is eazy gon win this battle,regardless of the fact i'ma leave

Lyrics, couldn't understand, still didn't pop rubber bands

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

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

And put together a million march for some gangsta shit

Ill be the best in any rap battle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Pirelli on my tires, call me 6 bands

Fainthearted bands of lesser rappers drowned in the ensuing storm

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form