This is a song about "People tryna start war"

And young people tryna make a name got straight cred hate,

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

When people bell phone and its off they start mourning

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

So tell me why are we at war.

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

People are running around in circlees they start over lapping

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

And make thoughtless people start changing there tone,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse