This is a song about "Fighting with a boyfriend"

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Smoking opium, fighting with an enlightened draconian.

Now people don't even know my true abilities, like a cancer patient fighting through disabilities

This is kinda like a game so i brought my cleats, and have fun smiling after i kick in your teeth.

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)

Fighting off syncope with a life's regrets under the microscope

Your album sound like some shit a fake wiz khalifa papa wrote

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

Now look, don't make a grown nigga beg that ain't fair bitch

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Fighting it with courage