This is a song about "Fights"

These shows be packing tight

Lights out for fights, do it right

Shit flies by like kites, life bites you with its knife fights,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

But this real, fuck how you feel

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

I used to have night frights, afraid of knife fights,

Tell the truth, i ain’t gon’ lie, i got so many rides

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

It ain't fun to be you, you just a wannabe too, losing all of them knife fights,

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Whoever fights me is gonna get his life sliced by my knife

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

So she used to get into fights