This is a song about "Two battles"

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

Lips, hips, hair drips down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

Won so many battles i got hella niggas after me

Winning constant battles with a miracle desire

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

These battles won't tear me down, motherfucking baby fights,

And last but not least please don't tell no one

I win battles like the bison

Your photo is delivering a massive message it says that you can't even rap in the rap battles

That's why in every line i just clever rhyme and every time i fit in syllables,

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

I see red everywhere,chargin battles like a taurus,

Go to hell, i mean that, burn you like green backs

Friendly battles and instrumentally attacks