This is a song about "Gangsters in war"

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

My flow thunders in seas of war- i belong up in mt. olympus

Money is worst than a war

Not relying on the light no more

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

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Trying to maintain in this war

Ima go until my arm's sore

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

And, i passed with flying colors cause i studied more than others

This guy is acting like gangsters, in fact he is still acting like youngsters,