This is a song about "Futile fighting"

It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

And this will be the song that we sing

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Cos after denial im fighting back man

Hit the pen and now no sinnin is the game plan

When you fight me, that's all crammed 'n' futile

Praise god, it’s hard to stay spiritual

But it's honestly futile if i don't utilize what i do though

I'm popping champagne, drinking till i'm jumping out the window

By god, stop whining

You just keep on fighting

Fighting over the mythical truth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose