This is a song about "Buckle"

So their enemy's buckle at the might of my brass knuckle

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Any fuckers who in my way better click on their buckle

'cause your mama used to beat you with a belt buckle.

Let's keep it g, nobody see you when you being humble

And if i'm down with this banging shit

Or do you buckle your knees when you're hit,

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

Into a tussle until they buckle.

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Life mapped out time to buckle in and count down from ten