This is a song about "Boast fight"

Dc cabs got my pops alright

And never give up the fight

To boast my lyrics are divine

Go like i never seen a red light shine

Goddamn, the boy's back

And like to boast and brag

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Die, it ain't fate that the beast still boast weight

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Yo i boast this flow and blow the show for no reason,

You can go ahead and fight

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

Fight that guerrilla, fight that #vizion stigma

Got all the black bitches mad cause my main bitch vanilla

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Boast fucking lies to impress we not fools