This is a song about "Sniff the fist"

You got that indie glow

My fist cracked on impact yo,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I'm fidgeting, get me the ritalin, sniff it and that's it

The scars on his fist, the adrenaline he gets,

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Deezy runs the game with an iron fist, and that is for real.

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

Ill punch them in the face until my fist hurts, your beauty is beyond compare

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell

Now i watch tinkerbell strip, sniff fairy dust

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

Fist fights, slinging crack, sniffed the crisp pack, stashed hash,

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

The enemies know my fist and the groundfloor better anything