[verse 1]
Every day is a battle as I'm standing on this ledge
Halfway out my mind, crazy in the head
Thoughts inside got me afraid to go to bed
So the last thing I need is you to push me to the edge
... Real stress help me move beyond that
Although they mash my buttons like playing mortal kombat
More on my mind than this ball cap
A free agent looking for a contract, waiting on a callback
Wall full of cracks, that’s birthed from my confusion
Forehead bruises, purple-ish contusions
Try to understand how your purpose is removed when
a perfectionist finds out: perfect's an illusion!
Throw towels, wave flags, both white
Go down, fade to black in the cold night
Slow down, hold that, never in my life
Battle scars show you that I'm ready to fight
So we
[hook]
.. Suit up ... ride out
... Kill ‘em all, no survivors
Tell my rivals y'all can bring it on
If you can't beat me you welcome to sing along 'cause
(we goin' to waaar)
If you can’t beat me you welcome to sing along ‘cause
(we goin' to waar)
I'm a fighter not a lover
And that means that y'all in trouble
(charge!)
[verse 2]
I'm from Virginia, but I'm a fighter not a lover
More than just a rapper or a writer, I'm above it
I use my glasses, I don't hide 'em in the cupboard
So what you call classics, I don't think so highly of 'em
Might rub you the wrong way, I don't care about the friction
'Cause I don't trust a soul, I don't care about a friendship
They call me a hater, naa I'm just a Virginian
They say that's one in the same, and I'm tripping
'Cause my opinions, contradict them
I'm a fighter not a lover, where's my competition?
That's non-existent, my compositions
are bringing everything the game so obviously missing
They calling me different, I say I'm not the same
The torch hot, don't go reach if you can't take a lot of pain
I'm here to tower and conquer, respect and riches showered upon us
So you just better stay up out the reign
[hook]
[verse 3]
I should have disappeared a long time ago (poof) like Irving
So any battle I face today's a light skirmish
I'm just trying to move smooth, wipe Jergens
As I go to bust down walls, pipe virgins
Give my all, every bar, I don't mind splurging
Mic surgeon, cut up beats when I write verses
Convert those to tips, thanks for the fine service
Without y'all ears I fear I'd be worthless
I never had a tall temper
and I don't drown sorrows in bottles of malt liquor
so I gotta deal with problems dropping in my lap
People smiling in my face, but not behind my back
The only good defense is stay on the attack
Now they begging me for mercy, that's everything I lack
Though I try to shy from beef and go vegan
I'm waiting in the wings like just gimme a reason
[hook]