This is a song about "Fighting back"

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

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

In my drawsring, ring, ring

But im sick of the fighting

The fact i shout while i'm fighting crap

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

Cause if you run the light

Fighting crime like the, dark knight

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting

Fighting it with courage

When my competition ain't much

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

But one day we will all come fighting back