This is a song about "I m fight to rap"

I"m the designated driver

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

You ask yourself "do i have the bars to fight this?"

Screw a chick, go outside and give the coupe a kiss

Know it's right, supposed to fight, i boast, too ghost to write,

Like the first nintendo, the blinking red light

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I got no wordplay, cus my words like to fight.

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

The emergency room, gettin stitches

Influence i used to fight with

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

I lacked a deck to fight back, time frozen.

Bt i m still writing my rap which is lyrical and melodious....

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush