This is a song about "Punches"

N-i-c in rikers island, downstateall the peoples i met along the way

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

Three punches to the face, you fall to the floor

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

He digs a blade in his knuckles which makes for deadly punches

Is it shocking my verbal punches knock you unconscious?

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

I'm not even throwing punches i'm jabbing

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

My conclusion is that they pulling punches and using/

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring