This is a song about "Time of war"

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

Turn a good vagina into a typhoon

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

And i don’t wanna be a playa no more

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

The final war of the whack and sick

All you wanna do is get that stick

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

Defining the rhymes of his time,/

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine