This is a song about "Battle wounds"

Everyday is like another battle

She caught up in my love triangle

That’s only if they handle

Rap is a religious battle,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Generates wounds instantly

And tell me why every battle

As i light one for ill will

This bag is from seattle

Fuck the rules of this battle,

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

I need a remedy to heal the wounds

Plowed forth took a open battle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

She all that i can handle

This is my first rap battle