This is a song about "Keep fightin"

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

Waiting up for and fightin' for wanna be with

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

Keep it real yo, keep it keep it real,

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

On this mic i turn satan, rappers fightin to break the horns

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

So forget lawrence,the guns,the fightin, and the trappin i rather move on

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Mix a little syrup, it ain't no way to cure him

I really don't know why you keep on fightin'

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

A soldier, and i stay under you fightin'

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

I know its to hard to try fightin back