This is a song about "The revolutionary war"

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

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

Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

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

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

And all that deep shit i was previously down for