This is a song about "War crimes"

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

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

They ain't say that then they wouldn't be haters

Their next crimes will be deflected

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

I'm gettin' tired of moderating and fightin' the crimes,

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

My future is certain, ive committed a billion crimes

Money got me excited, i’m coming four or five times

You better get yours fore i reach mine

Committing crimes, fucking dimes, doing time.

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Not one j got a pair or more

Paper planes, long flights

So how can you bring these crimes