This is a song about "Canadian shield"

Bias reality my perception is my shield

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

Protect yo self in the explorer go acquire a solid shield.

My shield a paper spittin words like vapor,

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

They were my shield and damn straight we wouldnt divide,

Than the prices on a canadian-tire freaking flyer/

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

You're a bitch and i'm here to dismiss ye,

The half black jewish canadian, eh?

With bars and lines hard as a steel shield

Sunlife stadium, smoke on my home field