This is a song about "War back then"

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I didn't even know i'd the be the junior krit back then,

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Looking back i can finally see the hate then

Then back it up more then lunch lines

Just to make it in this broadway lights

They say i'm too nice to be a rapper

Because back then i wasn't a master

Bait baby, wait baby

Back then you couldn't top up for me,

Over the edge, yeah i hide in a potato sack

Then from the front all the way back to the back of the back

Back and forth, and then back again

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

But if its war you want, then i wish you the best

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest