This is a song about "1st battle of the marne war"

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

It´s the battle of life

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

They say this media changed, these verses gettin strange

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever

The 1st, the 16th of april, october and 10:55 of december

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.

The world is already full of war

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops