This is a song about "Rap brawl"

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Crap thank fuck for underground rap,

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

And u know my number just give it a call if u wana brawl

But i'm not in the first place

A big brawl, kill you anyplace,

Money fast like eminem's rap

St. louis, detroit, chi-town, nap

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

My dad gives a brawl, sayin i gotta have good mentals, rap'll make me unknown//

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

Im ready to brawl and yous stuttering trying to stall

But i started a fuckin' brawl! i heard justin call.

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

In the back of a chevy that’s all black

With this really awesome cuss rap