This is a song about "Pow"

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

And a quick undercut to the jaw, "pow" now who’s raw.

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Punched the teacher out like pow, he jumped my ass with some cleats

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Call me a clown but a week from now

Because when i go click clack pow

Ask how i disallow your pow pow cos you gotta bow

Sound wise... or that style they puttin' out now

Like, pow, that's one jab to the chest, watch how i don't be smackin' his head

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

The money ain't running, it's standing still now

After i take the shotty to your head pow pow,

Now imma hit this beat like pow everybody's eye's open and they say wow

I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now