This is a song about "Cattle"

Fuck this battle, its worth less to me than a farmers cattle,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Licking peoples arses like hes following his cattle, he tends to mutter cus hes got a

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Cattle to the slaughter they all wander like drones

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Ill do more work then lesters cattle, come back you wanna battle, lets didi

To make karma come faster than she normally will

For trap and soul, metaphors for hordes of cattle

Maybe you could win the battle or maybe you will coddle the cattle

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

I wouldn't even call this a battle, it feels like im out here prodding cattle