This is a song about "A fighter"

I'm a fighter, and then some, you're a fido, no pants on

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

I'm a musical street fighter

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

It ain't about the size of the man, just the heart of the fighter

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Cuz i'm a fighter, my words are flammable,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

On the mic i fight till death i'm a sick fighter

You wanna make me mad? i'm a crime fighter line writer,

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I'm in a supersonic fighter plane as a gunner/

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular