This is a song about "Barbray wars"

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

World peace will come later, probably not, we're waging wars,

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

I just want another, wars inside i discover, full of clutter,

Fourscore and four wars ago

This shit ain't nothing new though

Killers walk free, countries having civil wars,

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Towers over and defends wars

So i went down south but i ended up north

Having you wish you read the bible more,my presence can rival wars

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

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

Verbally assault and cause wars shore to shore