This is a song about "Fist of showdow"

Feel it like a fuckin fist hit you

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

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

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

We magnetizing the ghetto

My fist cracked on impact yo,

I risk my iris when i hold up my fist,

I decided my pride is just why i resist

Cause when i make this stew

Never laid a fist on you

Never the one to pass a fist

My women be in the newest

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

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

With a stim to take, pardon me, as i eviserate with a fist of blades