This is a song about "Love and war"

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

And if this is a battle i already know i won the war

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

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

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

If you try to give it to me at the door

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

At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep

War between poorness and richness

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

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

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes