This is a song about "Finding ones strength to get back up and keep fighting"

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

We was fighting for the system, shut up and listen

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

I keep writing and keep fighting this fucking curse

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

I get back up and strange voices pick on me

We're young and we don't give a fuck

And we try to keep up

To be fought, not finding refuge in the ones they adore/

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more