This is a song about "A warrior"

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

He's a warrior and laborious

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

A menace to a microphone, a lethal weapon

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

A samurai with a camera, i'm a warrior with vision

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Influences are a dime a dozen

Or something that you paid for

I'm a sinner. i'm a churchgoer.

Like a baby without a diaper

See, i like the person that you are

Like a bird without a cage

And i doubt that ever change