This is a song about "Fighting and success"

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

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

They would get the cold shoulder and know it was an act

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Me and a ball thats a recipe for success

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

On the road to success who the fuck gone come and stand with me,

No snakes, royalty hating niggas don’t get no pussy

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

I keep writing and keep fighting this fucking curse

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

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

I think im addicted to the fighting and tripping.

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