This is a song about "Fighting"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

Fighting with a bottle and a dirty syringe

And knock billiards out of your business, ya bitch

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Keep fighting , keep believing

Now this is what i call an evening

You just keep on fighting

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Fighting a war that we'd never ever question

Flyin’ through the city, all-black, bruce wayne

Now we fighting like undertaker and kane