This is a song about "Punches"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Is it shocking my verbal punches knock you unconscious?

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

A flow as ordinary as my punches mundane,

Cos i can take the punches and convert them to a way of blasting you away

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Im not really like worried about fucking up or you know what im saying

A combination of punches and wordplaying that's uncommon, it's amazing

Im throw punches in lines so hard it will disfigure your face,

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

And punches thrown with metal rings

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

No more rows and conflicts punches or kicks/ think don't feel, be static/

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick

Three punches to the face, you fall to the floor

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for