This is a song about "Stadium cash violence"

I go through phases of violence

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

And violence towards others

This is only for the hip-hop lovers

My blade hungers for an end to its lonliness of violence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Cash is overflowing

They say i need growing

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Ask 'bout me bitch, dressed like an eclipse

And my condition to start violence

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

And hip-hop’s positive messages like stop the violence,

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings