This is a song about "Fair"

Ugh whats fair is foul 'n what's foul is fair

Where my soldiers at? put your pistols in the air

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Have the rap battle turn into a fight fair

Tell me it’s fair but it’s not

Pawning my chain in the shop

Turn the bedroom into a fair

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

I'll attest to the test, improve and prove i fight fair

Nigga, i swear them lames ain’t know how to prepare

Cause of all my white hair, life doesn't fight fair

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

No where but i know you think this rap might not be fair