This is a song about "A fighter"

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

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

You must flow like a king, rhyme like a fighter, know what i mean, i hope i'm being a guider

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

You can't beat me cause i'm unstoppable like the jackie chan kung fu fighter.

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

You can't beat me cause i'm unstoppable like the jackie chan kung fu fighter.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

But dont get it twisted ime a fighter,

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

You saying we rap's claimin' a fighter pilot flies don't

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned