This is a song about "Fighting our own war"

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Used to be at the bottom, tell ‘em it wasn’t for long

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Just me and you in our own world talking about pressure

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

To our own set of problems that we roasted along

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

He told me he plays pretend for our own sake

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

Make it a war, ima make it my own,