This is a song about "Wait for beautiful glamour in this fight"

One in the air for the people who fight

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Wife in this song, strife unfurled via a knife, i sigh in spite this fight in fright

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Just make your way into this beautiful bouquet of razor blades/

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

This shit gives me confidence to fight whats in fronta me

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

In the morning in the night people in this site are losing every single fight against me