This is a song about "Gears of war"

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Since i've contemplated in effort to spin the gears

Declaration of war, lets get competitive if you think to me you're on par.

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

They hold on to their careers, and just clean their gears

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Trying to maintain in this war

Need i say more out in singapore