This is a song about "Built for war"

Come and get us you prepare for war,

As soon as i walk in the door

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

Skirt the edges liars built

How they stand there, cuffed up, patient

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

Preparing for the future ya we're built to last.

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

Optimistic this isnt bad its different now

There's just a gap in your head, your not built for it.

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit