This is a song about "Beating a rap war"

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

You rap as if you've been through a war

On a horse i ride into war

And there's little to be glad for

Been through war i am a soldier/

And that i spent the night with her

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Fighting a war that we'd never ever question

Cheating, sleeping, its giving me a reason, beating, someone up.

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

Smiling because so far i have not had a war

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door