This is a song about "Start a fight"

New school, old school outside

Yall think this is a game to fight

And this is just a start

See, where i come from is hard

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

And if i want to go outside

You cant even start your first fight

Never seen a bullet pop for a start,

Like a small garage in your backyard

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Protest and we'll fight and start a riot, and march on,

I love you though i'll still fuck

It's gonna be a fight up

And never get with me again in a fight.

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right