This is a song about "Jab"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

I hang with niggas, whole jab in the jock

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

I'm breathing lines and hooks that jab like boxer,

Alcatraz was purchased by a white man

Hard horned stab and jab like a ram slam bam damn

They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Like, pow, that's one jab to the chest, watch how i don't be smackin' his head

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Maybe jab you in the eye several times.

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Tongue like a young jab throwing joe frazier

I'm gettin discouraged with her