This is a song about "Speed battle"

And tell me why every battle

Lady at the frank stand will

As i light one for ill will

If you're gonna come to battle,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Let's proceed to my execution speed.

Fuck dirty money man my cash is clean, everybody braggin how they rap with speed

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

Rap is a religious battle,

She all that i can handle

Be the ocean, where i unravel

Plowed forth took a open battle

I will bittle battle bittle battle bittle battle to any sound

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground