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

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Come dawn of battles thedonofwar on's the floor pawned and fragile

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

I win battles like the bison

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Conquered demonic battles in the tower of babel.

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

The world is already full of war

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

As i lie and cheat my way to the american dream

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

Now they give a fuck about usand if i choose to ride