This is a song about "Defense of the ancientd"

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Raybands...hide the face of,

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

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

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

The things im most scared of

It's just textbook stuff

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

Even in a fight you never back down but use defense

I still got haters

Across the face of the earth

I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs

I can confess that i used a hammer and sickle for defense