This is a song about "Japanese war crimes"

I'm gettin' tired of moderating and fightin' the crimes,

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

Or something that you paid for

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Dropping dimes and committing crimes

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

To get money you commit crimes

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

Committing crimes, fucking dimes, doing time.