This is a song about "Nigger war"

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Lower than my credit score

Will i ever win the war

Not a nigger, not a blood, never been witht the crips,

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

Money is worst than a war

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And then donkey punch every other nigger cause they all just bologna

And my weed man should just sell flutes

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Trying to maintain in this war

Not relying on the light no more

You ain't gotta worry no more

Always felt like a six day war