This is a song about "War crimes"

To get money you commit crimes

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Making shrines of my crimes and capers

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Commit crimes when vexed they're meaningful less,

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Money is worst than a war

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

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

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

As mine combine bars as if i commit crimes/

We will never die, we are forever alive

Maybe now you wont do the crimes

Nigga fuck the black and whites