This is a song about "Fighting dungeons"

You just keep on fighting

Don't want to be the king

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

Third ward general, young cash money

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

Inferior, but i'm nice

Fighting vicious like please

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Why bother fighting when you feel defeated?

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Fighting over the mythical truth

But im sick of the fighting

And i'm still climbing

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

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king