This is a song about "Fist fight"

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

No watch on my wrist or pain on my fist

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

Feel my vibe raise the fist

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

Getting lifted by this rapping gift.. while a doobie in my fist..

Time after time, again and again

Cause kappa's sadistic, slap them and fist them

Feel it like a fuckin fist hit you

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

That means i wanna be the highest

I risk my iris when i hold up my fist,

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

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

Never the one to pass a fist

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused