This is a song about "Pocahontas"

Use a smith and hit you aimless

I punch bitches to get my name up and be street famous.

Taught a lesson with a smith and wesson you're crying for protection

He be stression, this flow, is perfection, flow connectin its connection

I inclined the bastard / to fight or i will use my knifes 'n' daggers

Service the discursive lurkers in the furthest mergers of a scary circus,