This is a song about "Tearing your acl"

They don't have the guts to spit the rhymes,tearing my shirts has got their lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

But actually in reality her teeth be tearing you to shreds

Parkside productions growing up even got our own hood tearing

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

But they don't realize that they're the ones tearing it up

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Tearing everyone's brain, costing everyone pain

Now i'm tearing apart this rap game

With my name on em: that’s a damn shame

Tearing us apart bit by bit

One night love: i'mma need that

Im tearing up this battle, i dont even have to get off my saddle,

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle