This is a song about "Civil war soilders"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Money is worst than a war

Ima go until my arm's sore

Civil rights are like wolverine's claws, eventually they get retracted

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

So tell me why are we at war.

Your only in fight with your damn war

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

You know...you know who you are

Come and get us you prepare for war,

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore