Contextual Analysis of "fistfights" in Lyrics

i know you're not proud of what i've become

where went that girl that had good fair dinkum fun?

spend nights up in the cubics

i'm nice like earl huvick

i'm covered at the door that covers the blood

couple birds that make me wonder what was

would always see your boy through

i'm lettin my gun sound

restless and sleepless nights {yawn}

po-pos on feet and bikes {nobody move}

i done been through it all

brooklyn bitch

and turned up before midnight

zig zag and crack pipes