This is a song about "Barbray wars"

Headed for another world, starting many beastly wars,

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

You bitches wanna start shit? i'm out this world like clone wars,

So stop braggin about cheap whores, you faker than storage wars

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

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

Claiming ourself more now fit wars

I say that keeps me going

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

And y’all responsible for many, many battles and wars,

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

That it's over, you'll go through wars at a battlefield