This is a song about "Being a fighter"

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

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

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Dun giving a shit, beating the crap outta males in a fighter pit.

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

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

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Cuz i'm a fighter, my words are flammable,

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

Don't wonder my hours long and i never tire

Get off a key like i can’t sing

I believed in a higher being.