This is a song about "The second battle of ypres"

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

And then in the split of a second it all came to an end

So the battle champions list, i belong on top of it,

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

And this is only the second of eleven mics i'm wreckin' per second

Cuz the past was a second ago

Same bitches used to play me though

For once be men, bringing a sword to a battle of the pen

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

She all that i can handle

Fuck the rules of this battle,

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