This is a song about "Fighting with the dark"

But i'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

February cold as my heart

I talk to myself in the dark

I'm everesant, nobody do it better

Us fighting and breaking the vow forever

If it's dark, use bark and light the night with a spark,

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

It ain't with me you're fighting with but my verbal skill's shadow,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Shot in the dark, shot in the dark