This is a song about "Jaiden and nikko fighting"

I never quit it, the youngest one of my mother's children

We was fighting for the system, shut up and listen

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Crystal glasseswe mash on them jealous bastards

Think they tight, with their fancy clothes and fighting words

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Frightening, so fucking frightening

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

I fight this shit and i will keep fighting on,

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

But im sick of the fighting

And this will be the song that we sing