This is a song about "American war of independence"

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Guest spot on american bandstand

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

The final war of the whack and sick

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

The world is already full of war

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Ill imprison you with my twisted lyrics and scream "fuck your independence!"

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

All these other artists don't got no independence,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war