This is a song about "Poverty and war in this world"

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Highest form of affection, physical connection

This crooked n' possessed world we living in

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

The things that shine in this world will care and protect us

I've mastered this ask of me, my raff ain't practice

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

Not one j got a pair or more

Trying to maintain in this war