This is a song about "Fighting back"

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

And this will be the song that we sing

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Fighting over the mythical truth

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Fighting it with courage

You just keep on fighting

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing