This is a song about "Foo fighters"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Just as brutal as two ruthless fighters in a feud who's

Nigga, fuck you. yeah, just you

I make impressions like a foo

Can't even handle when i be rhyming you stupid foo.

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

At daily cyphers, siphoning off failing fighters.

We getting money, you can face the facts

Get those dope fighters that you talk about with mac-10s,

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

Get the r. kelly tape and see how we piss on you

And the air force scrambles fighters

Talking of the gods you serve