This is a song about "Fist"

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

But i heard my mother's voice so i hoisted my fist.

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

I risk my iris when i hold up my fist,

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

When really i'm a virgo and the truest

But i can make 'em afraid of every sight of my fist

Break himand let him see tha face of a mental patient

Get off a key like i can’t sing

With my fist up im towering

They blast for me and i don't roll with no atheist

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.

The only time i flirt with her

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

Instead i misled, and i hit you with a closed fist.

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest