This is a song about "Hawaiin punch"

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Punch right through your chest cardiac arrest

Packing pleasant feelings cause my sandwich packs a punch

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

I got 800 invisible men

Punch the clock, click the pen

Still selling boy and girl, at the same damn time

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

Punch her double dutch with my cobra clutch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

If i threw it like a punch

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch