This is a song about "Battle ready orphans"

This is my first rap battle

Lady at the frank stand will

The world is so typical

Ready to rumble, shout not mumble,

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Told j-dot, when you get on that battle field, you're ready to win or lose.

Why do u wanna battle,

This bag is from seattle

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That's why my hands stay ready

She all that i can handle

Who want it? who wants to battle

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Your raps are like orphans who havn't been fed