This is a song about "Damn right"

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

They keep me awake at night damn

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

Beef: i hammer mine

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Sounds complicated right

It's the perfect plan

Making bitches say damn

Ain't saying anything but damn

Put burners in the hands, of the black man

Cause u know that this my jam

Where ill get so fucking high damn

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Shitin me right? damn, it could have been a good fight.