This is a song about "Fighter"

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

But like em i'm an adapter and fighter

If its not couture, i will not go to her

You can know me out you cant keep a fighter down

Yes, it's the illest bitch around, flawless and brown

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

You wanna make me mad? i'm a crime fighter line writer,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

And i got the heart of a fighter,

And then along came the wrong man for her

But dont get it twisted ime a fighter,

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Just to let you know, you are

I know i said that i'm a fighter