This is a song about "Gun fighting"

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Raise the gun... to this virgin nun i point this gun,

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

I went to get the gun

I don't trust no one

Couldn't find a thing worth fighting for,

And i don't run counters no more

Fighting crime like the, dark knight

A low life's plight