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

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

Damn, they wanna label me a menace

This shit is an explicit advanced maneuver, your verse is nothin but manure,

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

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

Ready to fight, i rollup my sleeves

I'm why baby mamas leave

They are still knocking on my door they wanting more, i`m about to got insane

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

I'll never forget, never forget the night

I don't even have to fight, i'm past the blight

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

And i must admit

I had to fight back and shit