Southpaw

Facing me makes it difficult to gauge the difference, conditioning meant running for miles, sharp punches, and showing strength.

impacts in fabric, jabbing the right side of my opponent, I’m an ambidextrous man.

Don’t lose your rhythm, or mess up the timing, I found my way in.
come in close, like a tiger, go for the throat with my punches.

jump in and strike, the one who stops moving forward first hits from the middle range. You’re vulnerable to me, follow my blows shot for shot, I’ll smash your face. I’ll crush your nose against skull bones, feel the cartilage break. Find it unbelievable, when you can’t move from the ropes, I drop the force of gravity and plant my feet. Brace for impact, the hammers coming for the anvil, I’ll shape the steal. Iron cuts iron, I focus in.