This is a song about "Fight till you drop"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

I drop rhymes and lines till the prop is considered systematic

Bursting through my heart making every red drop fight

I was gonna start diggin' into these niggas chest, right

Okay man you do the drop

Ever since then i had no job

I can't wait 'till you #drop #dead like ritchie valens,

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

Said you want a water fight?

Cause life's a tasktrying to earn some cash without that burning mass and still i ask

Takin' my shots, i aim for the top 'till the day that i drop, i'll rape this blank,

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

Till i colapse, i spit rhymes till i drop

Tai fu fight me i fight you

Niggas that guided me through