This is a song about "Germany you lost the war"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

You lost it at her, the gift you're constantly enamoured with

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

The world is already full of war

For real, you need to go away just like the rain song

You may feel like a lost book on the top shelf foregone

The holy war, the spiritual troops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

But bravo you made it, you lost the battle and made people believe that you got polio

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