This is a song about "The revolutionary war"

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

We tie dynamite to the rhino type

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Welcome to hell's plot, the war on drugs prevail not

And if this is a battle i already know i won the war

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war