This is a song about "Pawns"

Who said i don't rep, i am naija all day

Y'all just punched, hugged fudged-ugly #pawns in his way

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

You are all pawns getting wrecked by the king

Wait, now it's about eight something

To be indoctrinating the most cynical of pawns,

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss

Wack ass pawns- no stacked stats drawn- half ass prawns

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

We're the pawns on a universil grid.

Everybody wasted faded, faded

Youre all pawns of the thing at large

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch

I'm knocking you faggots down like you're pawns, and i'm ready to put this shit in check mate!

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait