This is a song about "Fighting games"

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Fire reds and flu games

For the occasion, paper planes

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

Girls always playing games with emotions

Like john lennon, i'm playing those mind games/

I like my friends imaginary with no names

But i’m tryna address issues, i ain’t playing games,

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

But im sick of the fighting

I was born to do the damn thing