This is a song about "Ender wiggin and arthur dent"

We at the top where we belong

And once i'm dead and gone

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

It got to be a lot of shit in your ass

My mark starts via a vita to leave a fat dent,

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Rollin in ma bentley, not even a fuckin dent in it//

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I got out and saw the big old dent

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Cant prevent it kicked king arthur in the balls

Can't win with a passive attack

And like to boast and brag

My identity, i sentenced in "i dent it in" til you heard it perfect

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent