This is a song about "Nock you out"

Paper planes, long flights

Until you ran out of rhymes.

If you saw him you would knock his eyes out

And tell me why would we just think about

Who takes out people like you

And all the shit you went through

I got these tats all on my arms

// [you can call out your guards]

Well, either that or have you laid out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

No longer alive with out you,

I'll tell you baby that we're through