This is a song about "Epic rap battles"

When biggie wrote his first rhymes they were treated epic

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

Constant battles of fools

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Bullet battles the barrel then smack. you're face will crack,

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

When i scroll through the current battles going on

So say goodbye 'cause the battles lost

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Guess i’m different than most

The more battles the better the flows