This is a song about "The war within"

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

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Is not necessarily locked within the population,

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I know i was at war within

And i like my girls with ambition

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

Free your mind, open up your eyes and find the god within

Rather be the evil within

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Within seconds i could feel the chemo