This is a song about "Factions"

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

I ravage factions of putas till the aftermath is petunias,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Rapping with a passion for smashing competing factions

Split into recursive factions

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

But buy a .44, blasting at playa haterswanting more with a thug passion

Only factions of rap are fastened and i'm that fraction of attraction,