This is a song about "Drugs and war"

The final war of the whack and sick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

I started this war and im gonna finish it

But i like you like..like a lil bit

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Im washin off another plate

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

War between poorness and richness

Thought this was forever love