This is a song about "War crimes"

I was on my sway shit

Their next crimes will be deflected

I’m a pretty dark person, i’ve though about ending it a million times

Spilling to my family like admitting to committing past war crimes

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Master of homicide crimes, but never once fined

Will i ever win the war

Keep coming back for more

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

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

I was playing with guns

Crimes risen in to the millions,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes