This is a song about "Battles in the mexican american war"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

This is what the american government has urged,

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

Make the world see, for every mc that i see tryna steal flow

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Will i ever win the war

What is hittin' for

Miley came in like a wrecking ball, i came in like an american nuclear explosion, the rhyme version,

I'm a killa bomb call me c4, i stay shooting bars i don't reload, i try ta lay low, keep away from