This is a song about "Fists"

Sayin shit, knocking bitches out with super saiyan fists

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Shaking, making fists and staring at what was clearly an "a cup"

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

I had to find some way to keep my fists on my hips without hitting

You better be ready when my sleeves are down are were swinging fists

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

A feminine bitch, life swung fists and hit you,

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Ears forming vapor, ya fists closed stiff and the color of blizzards

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I just walk away and put both fists in position

Kids taking shit and cocky motherfucker's fists/

I get approached by animal activists