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

I ain't your regular rapper who just be talking shit

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

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Came back and scorched y'all the second time/

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.

Talk of the town, i got two fools at my neck each second,

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

And i got a little big, keep it low key

The half other is second guessing me

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

Starter of beef will win the battle you're a sin when you prattle

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

These guys are kings of the sea on my map, bee's rise begins the battle royal rap

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that