This is a song about "Beating me to the punch"

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Up in the sadie hawkins turn the punch to a concoction

Beating me?? i laugh like hee hee,the only thing your beating is your dick

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

Undetectable pounding of our hearts beating as one to the core

Choke hold on the whole game. no need to end with a punch,

Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

Grounding ‘n pounding due to the love for a light punch

Beating him over the head with the telephone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Like troubled minds comatose, before the feelings feel too close beating

Child support ain't come, that faggot still ain't bought me anything

To never back down and take every punch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge