This is a song about "Killing and goin to war"

War and slaughter, blood is gold, from dust to ashes/

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

But he's talkin' to himself, and he's goin' too insane,

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Im never goin to juve,

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

Started goin south see, with weed to lead outta reality and to fade away

Turnt up like everyday only question which club i'mma hit today

Quite gifted, ambitions of life living

My divine itching and shrine killing

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door