This is a song about "Bruise"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

I got nothing to lose, loser i'll bruise ya/

Just keep in mind you bitches gonna lose, bruise,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

U know i prolly marked a nigga up like bruise while u all relaxed chilling

I guess i left my dignity up in the cupboard, cause every girl i'm digging

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Punctured your lyrics with mine and left you a bruise

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Will i win or will lose, depression gang-bangin till i bruise

You beef with me i'll leave you toothless d, i'll bruise you up

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Is a knot and bruise, shocked and dropped the pot

Go take the "p" out, put a "w", you'll see what i got