This is a song about "Germany fights russia and france"

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

Except the ones about my life, my strife, it's trife, knife fights,

And i've been thinking bout you

Embarazo, and fights too,

I got a trife life of these strife fights and bright lights, and you ain't even know it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

Her nose is whiter than russia in the winter time

Skinny cracker, i don't get in many fights...

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

So she used to get into fights

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

In other words think like germany kill your competition,

And i'm tired of these whites starting fights cause they can't reach my heights,

While you were playing playstation, my pencil was erasing lines