This is a song about "Bring the exorcism"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

The freshness of my breath bring your death

Shocked a crew fell to hell fast for the fire i bring

Whenever they spit that bullshit they spitting

Ay yo you wonder who i are

To catapult and bring down the hammer

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

And these sweet trees bring the kid enlightenment.

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

This aint azkaban nor the octagon, so bring on the competition

Feigning my interest in the lies that they bring,

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

I bring the force like star wars

I bring the heat like the

Play the game nigga