This is a song about "War and losing someone"

War between poorness and richness

But i don't got the steak for y'all dishes

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

‘cuz i keep winning and these boys keep losing

I started this war and im gonna finish it

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

And then along came the wrong man for her

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store