This is a song about "Gang war"

Ima go until my arm's sore

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

But gang banging was an absolute calamity

By a gang called the police

You make a nigga sing songs nice

To liberate yourself, africa

Wolf gang we ain't barking, nah

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Not one j got a pair or more

Always felt like a six day war

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Fresh gang and ymk about to kiiiiiiill it!

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

About disaster in the world and

No gang alignment but i'm very vibrant