This is a song about "Street fighter"

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Cuz i'm a fighter, my words are flammable,

And ones desiresbe pulling all my cabbage like priorsstuck in the trance searching for something higher

The mind of a writer is d sword fo fighter the feelings he never cry'd up caus he knows hes fighter

Now we all in the street

I said i got my ass beat

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Im a street fighter and you just a battle borg

Or something that you paid for

Im telling you imma street fighter,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Look at wale and say you nothing but a biter

But like em i'm an adapter and fighter

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

A fighter in this game im never tired