This is a song about "Ivan strong"

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

No other rapper has forgone the flow strong

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Or the grip was too strong

Shit is on silent all day long

'til it's like a mile long

The thing is ya need to be strong

'cause her love was so strong

And you ain't doing nothing wrong

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

We're rising up, put your hands up, then stand strong,

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

I will grow, and render, make myself strong,

Until now where i'm happy my will is beyond strong

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong