This is a song about "Ultimate fighting championship"

So i stay moderately buzzed, fighting the urge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

The championship is still mine

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

You ain’t rapping you're fighting

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

But she's not fighting internally, vengeance

Of my soul, while ultimate goal is to usurp this this throne

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Why not me the same thing

Keep fighting , keep believing