This is a song about "Going to war like spartanrs"

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

She said that we could switch it up and you can sit where mama sits/

Told em it's five quarters so i guess we going overtime

There's war going on outside, y'all should never rhyme,

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Fuck ive been listenin to long, kinda feeling like i'm going crazy

Woooh, race my niggas, and i bet you never pass me like a free safety

Say trill again ill overdose on vicodin to escape you're presence

Methods going to the edges, it's all in me like infections (infections)

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

My mind's all swirled and i feel like i'm at war

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Knew one day i was going to be king like a fuhrer

Up in my new two door

Always felt like a six day war