This is a song about "Buckle"

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

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

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

Any fuckers who in my way better click on their buckle

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

With that block that you chop and the rocks as usual

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

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Into a tussle until they buckle.

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

We original officially the most original

Dollar sign belt buckle, im your uncle who will never stumble