This is a song about "Starting of a band"

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Hard to move on when you always regret one

Just remember us from time to time when you drop them lines

And i'm tired of these whites starting fights cause they can't reach my heights,

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Like trying to sing a bon jovi song without the use of the band.

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Let me say this the realest bitch in the room

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

To slaughter a house, cappin peels, starting from the backyard

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Either a gang nor band but the people still roar like lions when i make more fans

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Starting in yo possession think it's time for a lesson