This is a song about "Let fight"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Too kind let them go so he can fight me

Our history that they stole, africa

Fight that guerrilla, fight that #vizion stigma

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right

Forced to wake up each unrelenting day and fight another fight,

I'm sorry that we fight,

See i can put down the pipe

Provoke me, i'll start a fight,

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

No one notice your plight

Remember 1964 the liston fight

Mind of ice/time to fight/

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light