This is a song about "Arguments and fights"

And i'm tired of these whites starting fights cause they can't reach my heights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I used to have night frights, afraid of knife fights,

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

I walk with steel knights,just to avoid street fights

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines