This is a song about "Belt"

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

Cause i hung my original self from the top bunk with a belt

Got a new belt after making a mess in the ring

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Bitch you aint on ma level your below my belt

With a 9 in the belt

Niggas in the street scared

But i'll beat the shit outta you with my rap belt

That i can't win, so i'm invitin' some help

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

And she would do anything for everything

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Leather belt fastened, like i'm travelling/

U a little boy u still cry when ya get beat wit a belt/

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect