As I walk through the sand of Hampton Beach conversing with memories. It's mostly of my family and joyful melodies. The ballrooms got a show in line we get high and you know we're not low. But the people always know that those tickets at the door.

Why do we fight my baby

Why do we fight my brother

Why do we fight these things in life

There ain't no reason

I want to win the fight baby

I want to win the fight brother

I want to win the fight and that's all

Ain't no solution

And you won't stop until your points been proven, you could never go down with your own illusions. You can never see why, the worlds my way.

you think you look mean when you're high on creatine

Makes your muscles big and mean, you mix it up with some booze and then you make a scene. I'm not the person to continue to argue I got my life to pursue that don't involve fighting you.

But you looked at me wrong I have an ego to live up to

I'm really Roid raging, homies are watching so fuck you.

You look like a bitch I bet I could be taking you in a fight. In my natural habitat being goons all night.

Why do we fight my baby

Why do we fight my brother

Why do we fight these things in life

There ain't no reason

I want to win the fight baby

I want to win the fight brother

I want to win the fight and that's all

Ain't no solution

Why do we fight