This is a song about "Ready for war"

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Come and get us you prepare for war,

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Get you ready for your new job

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

They go major, the flow is no longer

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Yeah, ready for whatever

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Nothing stops me im ready for any competition

Big serg, we ready for whatever

It still will come up clever