This is a song about "War craft"

Another day as i step out the door

The world is already full of war

I just write that right by a mic stand

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

Your only in fight with your damn war

I ain't happy with the score

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Always felt like a six day war

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

If i don't get the respect for my speech craft

Come and get us you prepare for war,

And there's little to be glad for

Lower than my credit score

On a horse i ride into war

Catch me on fly like an air craft carrier

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her