This is a song about "Righteous fist"

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

Benny trip tryna fist her, like mister!

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

But i can make 'em afraid of every sight of my fist

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

With my fist up im towering

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel

From right to left with sniper's breath, righteous steps, step in hell,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

As the devil walks thru the door they fulfill their self righteous urges

My women be in the newest

Never the one to pass a fist

My music is righteous hope when newcomers like to gloat,

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

But i heard my mother's voice so i hoisted my fist.

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist