This is a song about "No fighting over religious"

Now i'm rising up and fighting, ain't no guards, fuck protection,

Or do you understand the stressing, the aggression

Fun things that were religious

It’s official, she my misses

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Went over to my drawer opened it no shit

I put the nigga in his casket

But now that we're free, let's be gone, you got me blazing high

Ramblin' over these beats, meet and greetings but no tie

The generational gap with yet another sensational track

In other words it's over ain't no way you niggas coming back

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Pick me over him and i promise there's no regrets