This is a song about "The mantle"

The realist in the game

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Battle, your head is still going to end up on my mantle

To make karma come faster than she normally will

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

It's just the start, the beginning

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

The more battles the better the flows

And if i'm down with this banging shit

The dopest on the planet

I'm hatsheput, the king, the queen,

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

And there's little to be glad for

For the man of the hour