This is a song about "Knuckles"

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

They say "black is beautiful," but ask them beautiful

I'll beat you with my bare knuckles and not even struggle.

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

I had to hustle, my back to the wall, ashy knuckles