This is a song about "Nhl brawl"

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

So that you will never argue, screech, till you brawl and leave, her to crawl on knees

End up with stds then you wanna start to brawl

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call

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

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

But i started a fuckin' brawl! i heard justin call.

If this battle was a brawl i'd go to the liver like you ordered take out

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

Fuck 'em all when i creep 'n crawl they sleep 'n fall so they wanna brawl

I'm that nigga y'all - i just ball

Then spit it in your face when we brawl

You wanna brawl, go ahead son but you'll be the dead one

Bout to plan a 211, murder your partner he'll meet you in heaven