This is a song about "Leaving mom for a war of country"

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Too smart to die for a country that dont love me

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

While writing a respond, ask your mom for help

But the fact of the matter is, were a country in need of saving

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Who did it before

Money is worst than a war

When you took my hand up so calm

So i thanks for my mom