This is a song about "Battlefield hardline"

Packin all the blue steel we keeps it real inside the battlefield

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

On a battlefield of blood and distaste,

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Sign a cdbut right now, does it look too shabby, t?look down can't even see my feet

Have a mindset of a king, turn everything into a battlefield

That it's over, you'll go through wars at a battlefield

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

Superdome's the #battlefield, call this shit jordin sparks,

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Jodi reads while michael and i play on line battlefield dude.