This is a song about "Maddie the baddie"

For the man of the hour

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

The more battles the better the flows

X's and o's, you must be the rose

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

The realist in the game

The dopest on the planet

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

When her father would beat her and her brother like he had an unquenchable thirst

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.