This is a song about "Fighting for our rights"

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

Remember to fight for your rights, no backing down

Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I really can't under what s the fighting for

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Am i fighting for the right thing god give me a sign

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

That's why i talk of civil rights, our freedom, and rebellion,

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

Seas/ i always fought for my dad/ har'ram fighting for the only

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free