This is a song about "Black street fighter"

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

But dont get it twisted ime a fighter,

More money that mean less sleep

Wen i walk down ya street

Now we all in the street

I keep my money neat

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

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Come here i’m about to take you higher

On the mic i fight till death i'm a sick fighter

Scream like nightmares from a street

From the back seat, back seat