This is a song about "God of war"

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

On that water like islands they ain’t swimmin’ you dig

And they so strong they bustin out the flower pot

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Imma mystery man who sheds light with my lines of a god,

The final war of the whack and sick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

And at best all they do is distract me but now

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

Lines-of-a-god, no replicated pod.

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store