This is a song about "Strip bar fights"

And once you at a bar

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

In my life ive seen plenty of death and fights

All the ladies just strip

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

But you insist on going bar for bar, that'd be

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

And fights paparazzi for takin a few snaps/

I keep traction till my faction off the slum strip.

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet