This is a song about "Battlefield hardline"

Grenade showers spit across the battlefield

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

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

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

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

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

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

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

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

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Life is battlefield, but i be killing veteran/