This is a song about "First world war"

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Trying to maintain in this war

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Summer time, different shore

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

First world problems written through the spittin verse hurled till it blossoms

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