This is a song about "Freestyle battle"

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

So i can start this freestyle, got more rhymes than there's crops

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Sick leverage, of freestyle rhyme lines

Because i could beat them in a freestyle

Run for cover and return fire

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Track 13.) 2 cups freestyle (2 cups)

I can battle you in freestyle or even fencing

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

Untitled freestyle? let me break it down

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

We freestyle battle opponents and make em break like pots of clay