This is a song about "Fighting and madness"

Infectious like my rhymes, i'm fighting crime, and picking wages

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

You're not usin' your brain

Create madness; insane

That's why i'm representing for the 'hood, and i'm fighting strong,

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

And jade's a fucking acrobat, i'll flip her on a mattress

Pills turn to crack and a buncha madness no college classes

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Now we fighting like undertaker and kane