This is a song about "Fighting the past"

They could never understand

I've had the darkest past

Watching you bleed were crying were fighting the depressed

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

We was fighting for the system, shut up and listen

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Seeing ghosts from the past

Solders holding the tide fighting for a cause

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Fighting the temptation to eliminate one of the hostages

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church