[Verse 1]
Uh, don't pull a pistol out on him
Sock that n*gga in his mouth treat him as if you don’t know him
Then let him get up, pick his shit up, get right back to throwing
Kids love that kind of stories tell the fruit of your loins
That you was never a coward never avoided a challenge
They gon' say "Daddy you a Libra?"
Yeah baby I stay balanced
The streets are kind of beastly
I'm something like a savage
I never took a life that’s irreversible damage
Not to say I ain't babysitting a couple of midgets
That shoot out fire, you Al-Qaeda?
I'm American, bitches
Apparently you feel some kind way ‘bout this pimpin'
But before you even finish your sentence
Man I just might

[Chorus 1]
Man, I just might hit that n*gga
Sock that n*gga
I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class
I'll drop that n*gga
But nah I ain't gon’ pop that n*gga
But if he keep running his mouth?
I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga
Sock that n*gga
I’ll beat his ass, lay him in the grass
I'll drop that n*gga
Try to damage him
That’s how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management
[Interlude]
Man, I swear we must have went through like 8 different schools
Man, for real
And everytime we switched somebody [?]
Yeah, that shit only had to happen once though
[?]

[Verse 2]
[?]
All of 'em slain to a bullet but memory lane
Can never change what didn't already took place
We managed to move on and all of it took faith
What's [?]
It takes ten fingers to fight and one to pull the trigger
What happened to your dreams?
You was mean off the dribbling
Did a clean fade, could even [?] Clipper
[?]
If you blood or you crippin’?
Blue Chucks or suuwop business
When they said your homie was gone you just though "Who you kiddin'?"
I was just with him yesterday
He told me he missed his kid
And he wanted to make it right with his baby momma
You sayin' he's a goner?
That shit ain't funny man, damn
I swear to God if he [?]
[Chorus 2]

Man, I just might hit that n*gga
Sock that n*gga
I'll beat his ass, gon' take him to class
I'll drop that n*gga
But nah I ain't gon' pop that n*gga
But if he keep running his mouth?
I swear, I just might just hit that n*gga
Sock that n*gga
I'll beat his ass, lay him in the grass
I'll drop that n*gga
Try to damage him
That's how it goes when you a straight-A student in anger management

[Refrain]
Sometimes, we might go astray
But we've come all the way
'Cause we're fighters
In time, we will find our way
Nothing left to say
'Cause we're fighters, yeah
Da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da
Who, yeah
[Outro]
R.I.P. [?]
When the world is up against you
You can run away
Or you can rain like a fighter
No, ooh
So I'm gonna hurry to your rescue
So don't run away
I'll be that rain on your fire
No woah
Be that rain on your fire
Be the rain on your fire
Oh, I'll be the rain on your fire