This is a song about "Fight me from morrie"

When you fight me, that's all crammed 'n' futile

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It's my inspiration to fight a man bigger than me.

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

The fight was on because of me, and with pleasure

I can't throw no ones, only tens or better

Either you gone fight against me or u can come along

Want you all to listen so i rap it in election form

Studio fifty four if we get the props right

Apparently me n her were supposta fight

Bothers me that i fight to survive

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines