This is a song about "Army and war"

My war and my weapon is all i have

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

I started this war and im going to finish it

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

And if this is a battle i already know i won the war

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

War between poorness and richness

Here i go again, falling in love

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

Been through every war zone, and collected every medal,

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.