This is a song about "Fighting with my girl"

And keep rappin, he tried get with my girl but that will never happen,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Your developmental league don’t see a team

My girl was in fact with you in a wet dream

I think my immune system is vigorously fighting this virus,

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

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

With ya girl givein me the best lap dance on my right knee

Infectious like my rhymes, i'm fighting crime, and picking wages

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz