This is a song about "Be prepared for my second coming"

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I rap to myself in my head waiting for second period to arrive

Coming for my rightful place its just my instinct

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

I'll be coming for more vengeance bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

And my pain.... i just wanna be prepared for what's to come next.

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

Yeahi tell my niggas pick the target out

She's there for a second then turns around

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I write to be the best not no second place yea my flow will rock the whole place

Skills for the second spot

They burn on every block