This is a song about "Fight back"

How can we fight back, when we couldn't occupy it

Until she came trench coat and a thong and shit

And goin' half on a motherfuckin' hundred sack

Going into crime its time to fight back

This my little brother on my mother's side, our father died

I try with all my might to hold it back, cause i don't wanna fight/

Or let the mob handle that

I had to fight back and shit

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

It's saturday night/ i wan't back in the fight/ i wan't back in the game/

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Then these bullies fight back and hold some glass to his brothers neck