This is a song about "Fist"

Bun b, i’m underground king

With my fist up im towering

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

You the the type of bitch to make a niggah want to use his fist

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm a pacifist looking to pass a fist and fuck with

Take yo face and make you eat my fucking fist

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

My fist is a truck i make shit go amuck

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

Yeah, i'd fist fight god to re-leave some of this hurt.

And when my eyes looking like a nigga tired

Never laid a fist on you

Don't you worry, just keep movin boo