This is a song about "Fire fighter"

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

Ryan spits hot fire

Or something that you paid for

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I've punched more fucking lines than a drunken fighter,

Im a street fighter and you just a battle borg

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

Got a little kick, but it ain't no tire

Shine brighter than the chain of the strike fighter

And then along came the wrong man for her

A fighter in this game im never tired

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world