This is a song about "Sword fights"

Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Fuck it, im runnin into shadows blood stainin my sword

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

I only roll with the real

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

Cause your lyrics are as strong as a tape measure sword/

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Sword swinging for the fences

She need now, she ain't never needed love

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Drawing knives on the kids from the succotash fights,

I style on new york, pile up my fork

Lickin the blood that drips off the sword

You a pawn on my chessboard/ because i'm bored/ like a sword/

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short