This is a song about "Department of defense"

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

Sky high, iced out paradise

Of the book of your life

Or maybe theyre called martians, wack killing's my department

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

I aint comparing them cos dis aint my department!

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Yeah months in every night she's in tears

Im a rife, kills past your defense,

While i'm making history

Thoughts of immortality

Of which im not exactly proud of,

All we need is convienient love

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

To make karma come faster than she normally will