This is a song about "Pssy puncher"

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

Left his future in shambles as shooter with hammers let loose to dismantle

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

You wanna make me mad? i'm a crime fighter line writer,

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Cuz i'm a fighter, my words are flammable,

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

Wish, that he will be bless me with a few more

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'm a born fighter, sworn to nothing but a lighter/

But i'm a hustler, in my heart, trapped is the game

Verse 2: cold blooded j shooter, that's the name.