This is a song about "Battle scars"

Im putting wounds on ya, scars, that wont ever be healed

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

If you're gonna come to battle,

That’s only if they handle

Yes the words faded but my scars will remain

Girl lemme get them ooh aahs then i gotta catch my plane

Listen.. when you living behind bars, all you have is scars.

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

Leave you with those #battle #scars like you're guy sebastian,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

Rap is a religious battle,

She all that i can handle

Huh, a metaphor of course

My gun your scars, your wrist your calls