This is a song about "Fighting a girl"

Little girl for a big boy,

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Its insane, to think you have a fighting chance against me/

My body gets numb when i snap when i'm fighting it's a wrap

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Fighting off syncope with a life's regrets under the microscope

Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

Double m self made we forever rich

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And he, what's his name, earl

Messing with love hit a new girl

Acting like a girl scout

I must go like fly route