This is a song about "Ultimate fighting championship"

Is it this black mercedes

Fighting vicious like please

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

Secret society all we ask is trust

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Im the ultimate ruse double cup boozin, womans panty loosens

The championship is still mine

Chasing money in the city of crime

Went to prevent hip-hop's ultimate descent/

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

It's the ultimate investment,

If you ever feel alone and