This is a song about "Losing in a rap battle"

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

I'll take you to hell in this damn battle, here's a brochure.

You from beaning optimistic, rap is ma game, it's a battle fucker, not an interscholastic

But at times unnessecary, i'm gettin worriedteardrops and closed caskets, the three strikes law is drastic

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Ill be the best in any rap battle

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Sorry this is just for a rap battle no hard feelings,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

A real rap disaster, if you really wanna battle me

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

My rap battle win percentage is at a hundred

A good head on her shoulders, i need to feel that

I feel like im losing the battle i want to win,

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation