This is a song about "Arguments and fights"

I walk with steel knights,just to avoid street fights

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

So she used to get into fights

As a kid my parents arguments was like a combat zone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

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

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

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

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

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

I got a trife life of these strife fights and bright lights, and you ain't even know it

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

But this real, fuck how you feel