This is a song about "Paradise fighting"

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Fighting crime like the, dark knight

My direction good, well-rounded type

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

It's like he's in paradise, but you're mind

By god, stop whining

You just keep on fighting

Just so i can see paradise

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

Yas fuckin sit there and laugh like yas are in paradise

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

And this will be the song that we sing

Mark my words, better die off fighting/

Ima go until my arm's sore

Your eyes it's my paradise, your