This is a song about "Love at war"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

To love me at all at all

These joints here not found at the mall

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

'cause even when i'm sitting on my ass, i'm at a war too

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

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

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

Niggas is kemba walker tryna see me pitfall

No love at all no love for my natives at all

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Look at the scoreboard, its love scorin'