This is a song about "Fighting cool"

And the money that my momma spent on rent and clothes

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

Kill people, burn shit, fuck school

Crockadillys be so rad, and cool

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

I say i got it from grinding, perfect timing

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

Fighting vicious like please

Cause there could never be peace

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Keep fighting , keep believing

I was born to do the damn thing

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Fighting it with courage