This is a song about "Beowolf and his fight with grendal"

Everybody put three fingers in the air

With his funny ass laugh and his fuckin shitty ass hair,

Straight g thing, double m g thing

And blast you with his fucking

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

I leap out into a cat fight and bite his neck for the reply

And with noone left i never felt aright fight,

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

They got off, and started to smite, i dodged, heartened to fight, armed with a mic

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

911 and osama, i fight with love instead of hate,

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

But respect is more real, and ambition the key