This is a song about "Trin vs makala"

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

I fire off like terrorist turrets,with opponents i vs.,

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

This is light vs darkness, never seen a picture as frightening as this before

Money i make em buck

Trin to tell me get my game up,

Before a nigga signed i had a healthier liver

Justin vs. a noob, wow what a weird mixture

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

Its like segregation when its stoners vs products

Got the seven on me like vick jersey

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?