This is a song about "A war against you was nothing for sure my righteousness and heroism makes me pure"

Me and you against the world

We left em a world that's cursed

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

And there's nothing new for me to gain,

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

You waiting for war to be over but my three leaf clover says that me

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Compete against me and an ether is what you in for

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Cuz i'm pure bred and you a mixed breed

And it was nothing to you but hands on my butt

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat