This is a song about "The world at war"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

With those crazy ass people at the county building

Mad at the world cause the life that im living

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Young hero dies at war? nah they'd probably be ignoring me/

The world seems strange at times

Paper planes, long flights

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Angry at the world cause we've been labeled dangerous

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

And the walls fully padded fuck the world ive had it im mad at it

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams