This is a song about "The will to fight"

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

The only time will fight

These shows be packing tight

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

I'll put up a fight like sperm squirming to the ovaries

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Believe me i'm -trying to fight against the system

Forced to wake up each unrelenting day and fight another fight,

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

You ask yourself "do i have the bars to fight this?"

He ain't touching me like martin sheen's penis

Yo u picked the wrong fight, time to pay heres the bill

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill

I don't even have to fight, i'm past the blight

Cus what you give me let me know that we'll be alright