This is a song about "Fuckin fightin"

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

I'm gettin' tired of moderating and fightin' the crimes,

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

I know its to hard to try fightin back

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

And i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

It always fuckin sucks i wanna thank you for the fuckin laughs

You fuckin dictators

Know just what you worth

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records