This is a song about "Brawl"

Say you through will all my foul ways

A big brawl, kill you anyplace,

Then spit it in your face when we brawl

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul

If this battle was a brawl i'd go to the liver like you ordered take out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Just as you rose you will fall

Then spit it in your face when we brawl

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Fuck 'em all when i creep 'n crawl they sleep 'n fall so they wanna brawl

"how twisted and curl are myths which call a brawl?!"

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol