This is a song about "Fight me"

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

The fight was on because of me, and with pleasure

Phone calls from my niggas on the, other side

Apparently me n her were supposta fight

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

It's optimal to just let me battle my fight.

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Yeah fight with me,hate me,insult me,

You can fight me and tear me down, but my legacy remains,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

When we would fight she said she didn't need me

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

So try me, my violent side will stand by me as we fight.

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright