This is a song about "Renaissance war in the 17 hundreds"

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

But its time to let the renaissance go,

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

Trying to maintain in this war

I ain't happy with the score

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For honey, i will live, be a father for the kids

I'm a victim of the money, of the cash in the hundreds,

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

Where to begin when love ends on a bad noteor being honest make the trust grow