This is a song about "War craft"

This diabolical craft

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Money is worst than a war

I got soul, there's more in store

I craft chapters despite the warnings

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks

But some toke, do a little coke, laugh have a good time, life's a joke,

I'll strike a match and light your ass, while i write 'n' craft your suicidal note

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Each line you craft takes little so effort

On a horse i ride into war

She leave her hair on the floor

Trying to maintain in this war

Turn it up a little more