This is a song about "Fighting"

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Fighting over the mythical truth

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,

Odd future, there wolves bang where a couple bears hang

Cos after denial im fighting back man

Fighting vicious like please

I'm sharper than shark teeth

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

You just keep on fighting

Don't want to be the king

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Fighting words to people who can't understand em

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen