This is a song about "Factions"

Contending factions, left with descending passions.

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

For all my homies in the pen, many peers deadniggas still ballin

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

Rapping with a passion for smashing competing factions

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I ravage factions of putas till the aftermath is petunias,

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

Split into recursive factions

These chalance give me balance