This is a song about "War and whores"

The final war of the whack and sick

I bet you hear that white music

Fast and furious sucked, just like these whores heads

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins

My city's culture to the game now in existence

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

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

My mind's all swirled and i feel like i'm at war

Huh, a metaphor of course

Im in the hunt for whores

Yea i’m on that ball shit, boy you with that soft shit

I started this war and im going to finish it

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding