This is a song about "Retreat"

Your gone, you retreat to your rapping technique, dealt with and helpless

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Dicks whipped out of our kecs, watch the crowd retreat and freeze,

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

Ain't leaving till you retreat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

And watch seja retreat and disappear like sarthaks hairline

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

When u see me at the doorstep,retreat..or i'll pluck ur balls out with forceps i don't give a shit/

Let out all the swag like my dad, got right in the zone, obtained no receipts

Everybodys plot is deceit, when its not, its retreat cuz ill stomp ya, with cleats

My ex bitch bitter now cause everything sweet

You better off raising the flag and just retreat

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Police'll retreat when seeing me primed and gleeful