This is a song about "Fire fighting"

And slid back north of course to pen more

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

"man, why do you keep trying why the fuck are you fighting"

Your on fire.. your on fire

That damier bag i bought her

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Fighting over the mythical truth

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

If you ever feel alone and

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips