This is a song about "Knights chivalry and jousting rivals"

Point my lance as if i'm jousting

I was born to do the damn thing

No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

And remember what i said and

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

While im shooting at my rivals with a a rifle,

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

While you gasp 'n' you croak, my clueless rivals run as i chew your eyeballs whole

U will die automatically if u heard that a check has been stole

Slow and steady wins this race

Rips rivals with rhyme he busts or lays