This is a song about "Events leading up to war"

I want more war, not for, violence to cease,

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

A happy family, no more problems leading to a push and shove

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

Trail of blood splatter, brain matter leading to the scene of the crime,

Without my crew and me, slurring words and spitting so loosely but its so fast its

Leading this war like i'm a lieutenant, always had a perfect attendance,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Enough oppression, leading to depression

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Leading his way to the top for most wanted and he studies and learns files

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.