This is a song about "Fighter"

You can know me out you cant keep a fighter down

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

I'm in a supersonic fighter plane as a gunner/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

I've punched more fucking lines than a drunken fighter,

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I'm a fighter, and then some, you're a fido, no pants on

I'm a born fighter, sworn to nothing but a lighter/

I am only a fighter, in the form of a writer