This is a song about "First rap verse"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Ass need a saddle

This is my first rap battle

To every verse of my rap

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

So i try to verse the worst one first before the dope ones try to steal my throne

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Every verse that i rap/ is a certain attack