This is a song about "A fighter"

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

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

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

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

I know i said that i'm a fighter

Said when i do dirt wit her

A fighter in this game im never tired

Uhh, i woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

I'm a born fighter, sworn to nothing but a lighter/

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

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her