This is a song about "Fighting the world"

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

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

I’m tryna expose the government, we’re fighting them back,

Money in a bag, stones be yellow as a cat

Fighting the temptation to eliminate one of the hostages

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

That's why i'm representing for the 'hood, and i'm fighting strong,

Yesterday i saw a b-girl crying; i walked up and asked what's wrong

Rapping is an outlet for fighting off the herds

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

I really can't under what s the fighting for

A fucking sin or too illegal play this shit in church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge