This is a song about "Let s have a fight"

To the hood: y'all don't need me, i need you

But no matter what we have to stand a fight through,

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Grown to fight with a hopeful light we should have a furious ambition

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

These kids become bad, they have a chance given to let go,

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I write every single fight that i have

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Whose res-u-me, as you may have heard, 's to trap cha with laughter,

And i may have let out a gruff.

Hitting amputees in the knees, jesus

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Words not knowing a word you said. let bygones be bygones, have alotta hate