This is a song about "Fitness and fighting"

Now we fighting like undertaker and kane

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Gave myself a new birth and another shot at fighting,

Stubborn hiding under the covers, this fighting and writing is what makes us brothers

It's enough to make you crazy, it's fuckin with my domeya only live once on this earth

Physical fitness, home economics

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Boosting mental fitness and i finally figure

I think im addicted to the fighting and tripping.

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

And i hope you stand beside me when,down and out but still fighting in,

I got a spot for us all, so we can ball, at thug's mansion

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense