This is a song about "Skeleton war"

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Lyrically put my hand in your head and then jettison your skeleton

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

As soon as i walk in the door

Come and get us you prepare for war,

And my weed man should just sell flutes

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Lower than my credit score

Trying to maintain in this war

Too dumb war comes with plight

And you're approaching me right

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

So tell me why are we at war.

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