This is a song about "Fighting goats"

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

Niggas braggin' but everybody stagnant

Us fighting and breaking the vow forever

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Fighting over the mythical truth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Fighting words to people who can't understand em

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And these artists don't need me they already rich

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Cos after denial im fighting back man