This is a song about "Japanese war crimes"

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

I wish i could have 25 wives

So how can you bring these crimes

When my crimes causes such a reaction

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Flipping japanese at ease when i'm stacking g's

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

You ain't gotta worry no more

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

Streets are full of grit if you commit crimes

Not relying on the light no more

Will i ever win the war