This is a song about "Gangsters in war"

Apply deceit in war experimenter

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

Gangsters robbin', shooting back, mama's sobbing pedals,

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Waking up in cold sweat with gulf war syndrome

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Trying to maintain in this war

And there's little to be glad for

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Been given birth in war, a castle that traps a lord