This is a song about "Foo fighter"

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Just gotta be a fighter with no styles that bore

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I make impressions like a foo

But dont get it twisted ime a fighter,

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

And that’s a scary thing, i try to duck em good

It ain't about the size of the man, just the heart of the fighter

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

Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Shine brighter than the chain of the strike fighter

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Of impactful things one can ask for

I'm a musical street fighter