This is a song about "Heart of the fighter"

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

Tupac, the nigga of truth, the nigga of heart, back when he was the real deal//

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Anything is possible, no matter how tall or how much the fighter weighs!

And i just want to hold her

And i got the heart of a fighter,

It's the work of a killer so hungry with heart made of stone

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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