This is a song about "Ultimate street fighter"

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

A fighter in this game im never tired

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Of my soul, while ultimate goal is to usurp this this throne

I've punched more fucking lines than a drunken fighter,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

I know i said that i'm a fighter

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Im telling you imma street fighter,

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

Nelson mandela(r.i.p)the ultimate achiever went away for a while

I'm a musical street fighter

I don’t care where ya are

Even in your final act, such an ultimate crime, they have faith in you, a sound belief,

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice