This is a song about "Fighting me inside"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Everything inside me sweatin like the trojans

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

I couldn't leave this inside of me.

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Fighting sloppy,you could not knock me,off,you always looking soft,

Growing inside of me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

This bomb is ticking quickly through these lines inside of me

And attention, inside me,

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city

The malady living inside of me,

Just sit back and relax and take it easy

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

No more fucking with the psyche, and what's inside me.