This is a song about "Punk women vs men"

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

Killing men women and children day after day murdering in every way, the shits unimaginable,

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

I'm gon' make a pretty big sandwich

Fascist nun and some punk bitch

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

I want to fill up nightclubs with men and women boys and girls

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Looking at these women

Work straight out the kitchen

But im taking a dump on ur little beef punk

It's late and you stuck in my basement