This is a song about "Cold war"

And slid back north of course to pen more

On a horse i ride into war

Apply deceit in war experimenter

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

Wage war with me you will face defeat

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

And there's little to be glad for

So tell me why are we at war.

Baby, you know who you are

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

I ain't happy with the score

It's like my life is a war,

Trying to maintain in this war

Something worth dying for