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

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

To have your love ill do nothing but fight,

I'm so fresh bruce had to let me have a guest spot

I can only imagine, uncle bob

Shitin me right? damn, it could have been a good fight.

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Provoke me, i'll start a fight,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I write every single fight that i have

See her man face-to-face through the glass

Let me mom know i got in a fight and guns were dispersed

Need to be goin to hawaii, seein the world

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,