This is a song about "Fighting evil"

We don't believe you, you need more people

The church is so fucking evil

Nowhere else to put the evil.

As i light one for ill will

Lady at the frank stand will

Money is the root of evil.

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

But im sick of the fighting

And i'm still climbing

Once so peaceful now so evil

Never wrong at any level

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

The road to hell is paved with good intentions