This is a song about "The battle of vimmy ridge"

Learn to go over what you rapping, the point of a battle is to project your thoughts

With no remorseyou get blasted full forcea nike endorsement doin' shootings on a horse

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Well thats it for the "battle rap" portion

You already know you're dead

I write this battle off the head,

The troops stationed in line, battle ready.

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Don’t battle a bunch of gays.

Give players plenty space

I ain't even in the mood to battle,

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

A working genius, a work of art

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.