This is a song about "Kieran duce"

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Take a seat, i'll treat you to these beats, accept defeat.

Because only death can stop this cruel feeling of defeat.

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

Size 9 fly kicks

Im the best with tactics

I'm fried from this ripple

Your defeat is official

Chasin for a defeat to basic

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

You just cant match this, a psychopathic with tactics u aint ready yet bitch go practice!

Verse one: 2paci take a shot of henessey now i'm strong enough to face the madness

Deal with defeat, they gotta toe

Get you high, keep it on the low