This is a song about "Off to war"

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.

She don't suck nothing, buzzen, but she lick it nice

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

And wonder why i ain't ever caught that feeling before

Before he went to war that day he left a note

Motherfucker this is forever dope

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Spilling to my family like admitting to committing past war crimes

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

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening