This is a song about "Street fighter vs boxer"

Or something that you paid for

Im telling you imma street fighter,

Pale faced monster, punchlines of a boxer

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

And like a boxer im beat her box,

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Im a street fighter and you just a battle borg

Doesn't have to be a boxer,

You know...you know who you are

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But like em i'm an adapter and fighter