This is a song about "Fighting fh"

Got her going down, no teeth

Fighting vicious like please

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Fighting over the mythical truth

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

But im sick of the fighting

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Fighting a war that we'd never ever question

They say he the key to my blessings

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Now we fighting like undertaker and kane

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

You got your mean little walk with the model pose