This is a song about "Ethnicity war"

Too dumb war comes with plight

Ain't that how black's do it, right

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Come and get us you prepare for war,

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Will i ever win the war

I got soul, there's more in store

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Ima go until my arm's sore

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Or what if i was born of a different ethnicity/

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Or something that you paid for