This is a song about "Nhl brawl"

Got me thinkin' 'bout better days

A big brawl, kill you anyplace,

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

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

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

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

Then spit it in your face when we brawl

I wish you luck and if you need me, 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

It ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

"how twisted and curl are myths which call a brawl?!"

Im ready to brawl and yous stuttering trying to stall

Got lebron entourages like maverick and richie paul