This is a song about "Battle with grendel"

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

With african battle squads loading gats to the maximum

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Stack meat, i'm raw 'cuz when the beef cooks with battle rap,

I won't give you another chance, battle me when you can come up with a rhyme,

My dawgs got rabies, they bitin each otherand it ain't hard to find a friend like mine

Battle wounds through shattered tunes with fractured fuse

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Caps half full mine always filled with battle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

But im not leavin, til this battle i completed with my sophisticated rhyming,

My future so bright i'd probably go blind before i blink twice, i ain't lying

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Rap battle is for kings with some golden rings not for fouls who

Nigga what the fuck you trying to battle with me

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody