This is a song about "I m not a fighter"

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Yeah m a misogynist with a rapist's dialect i need a therapist i'm too violent

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I"m the designated driver

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Cuz i'm a fighter, my words are flammable,

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

You can know me out you cant keep a fighter down

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I've punched more fucking lines than a drunken fighter,