This is a song about "Judo"

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

Just as long as i don't flop, because the hating won't stop

And for sport i'm gonna finish you; lyrically not physically

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

So please stop befo you neck goes flip flop and you eyes pop...

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And that yous a black belt in karate

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Auxiliary artist, independently,

Here's the artist putting salt where you scar is

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Hannibal artist, with a flow that leave you lethargic

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that