This is a song about "Gangs fighting"

In my own class, bitch i got them cold raps

Oh he was shot by other gangs/

Fighting crime like the, dark knight

And you're, approaching me right

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

"man, why do you keep trying why the fuck are you fighting"

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

Automatic kill for pennies

Fighting vicious like please

Obviously oakland gangs ignore this carelessly

When i arrive the whole town gets sunny

Fighting over the mythical truth

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

I roll with real gangs stole 'n steal grams make a bitch squeal