This is a song about "War crimes"

Their next crimes will be deflected

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

We sit back and relax and watch 'em make violent crimes,

Trying to maintain in this war

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Spilling to my family like admitting to committing past war crimes

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Lost men on front lines, crossed by unjust crimes.

Lower than my credit score

Money is worst than a war