This is a song about "Fighting"

You just keep on fighting

And i'm still climbing

But im sick of the fighting

I was born to do the damn thing

It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

Man but this ain't no sign language

Fighting it with courage

In my drawsring, ring, ring

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans