This is a song about "War and whores"

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

War between poorness and richness

But i’m not out looking for me no misses

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

Left my uncle in prison for 15 years no one paid

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit

I started this war and im gonna finish it

Shots, they back and forth

Im in the hunt for whores

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

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

Whores, cocaine laws and sirens

Got racks, ain’t talking tits