This is a song about "War and s"

We both teenagers with the same mind state

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

And 808's and synths, riffs, and guitars, hard, for sure

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

And work hard then i pass like steve nash

My war and my weapon is all i have

And we no la de de da i don't care for any people

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

The final war of the whack and sick

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

My war and my weapon is all i have

Paid well, like she supposed to, i'm a made man

You get a+'s and i'm like got holy damn

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

I started this war and im gonna finish it