This is a song about "Wanna fight"

The rolls-royce, it’s all white

Remember 1964 the liston fight

And you're approaching me right

But all i do is fight

We fight then we make up i wanna admit

I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

Whole lot of haters wanna fight i swear

With a different bitch every night, wanna start a fight, will that make everything alright?

But, it's my own kind doin' all the killin' herei can't lie, ain't no love for the other side

But there's nothing else inside

The only time will fight

Resturant start a fight

And if i want to go outside

I don't wanna lose any fight

Now move back over here to the right