This is a song about "Foo fighter"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Im telling you imma street fighter,

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

I'm a musical street fighter

You can't beat me cause i'm unstoppable like the jackie chan kung fu fighter.

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

I make impressions like a foo

Raised by a momma who, who

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Activist i'm a fighter i'm a writer

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

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

But like em i'm an adapter and fighter

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for