This is a song about "Endless fights"

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

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

Be yourself, just show me you're real

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

Somewhat similar to my skills: it's endless

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

It’s an endless cycle, of drugs and violence,

The bleeding is endless

We don't ever make love

Been up plenty of endless nights.

Nigga fuck the black and whites

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

No contact, beer bottles, and random fights

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

Just to make it in this broadway lights