This is a song about "Sword fight"

I used over and over swinging my sword as blood spills,

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

Fight that guerrilla, fight that #vizion stigma

So i begin to fight and fight

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Check my criminal record, i'll pull out my fencing sword

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

And the v12, that's on various trips

The sword of lone vengeance/

Riding lord sliding my sword i sawed your styling

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

My flows hardcore, sharper than a raw sword

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured