Give me a fighting chance
I’ll fight any n*** in troppa
Yeah, I seen m*** get mutilated
Separated, disintegrated I barely made it
Yeah, you m*** don’t want none
Gatlin, I named my own son after a huge gun
That means I’m really worth the b***
And I don’t waste no time my time is precious in the pulpit
I been through the pain and the struggling
Now I bring the rain and the thundering
Nothing is the same if you’re wondering