This is a song about "War blood guns knife fight"

I told em neva bring a knife to a gun fight

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

Your only in fight with your damn war

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

The winged angel with a knife

I used to have a nine to five

American dreaming, days of a heathen running up in your building at night

Wife in this song, strife unfurled via a knife, i sigh in spite this fight in fright

That was my influence

You can't evade my guns,

We bustin' like shot guns

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Not one j got a pair or more