This is a song about "Knuckle"

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

A bunch of knuckle fucks who snuck a buck but it doesn't matter

Throw a couple chuckles at a knuckle head had ya bitch

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

Music now days is torture,bloody knuckle with a quarter,

A verbal knuckle sandwhich, how bout a double decker

I bet you like these rap niggas, ain't going to write it better

The rubble, so i threw my mic at him like a knuckle ball,

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

So their enemy's buckle at the might of my brass knuckle

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

And i'll knuckle up with any fucking one of you fuck boys