This is a song about "Blitz brigade"

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Came a blitz on my anatomy and conscious

My flow is packaged this one is a blitz

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

You still won't blitz through this defensive line back.

When i was starving now it's payback

The fire brigade laid rest to the flames and claimed no harm was done,

Barely breatin believin that the world is a prison