This is a song about "War cry"

Your balls cry during bug life

Sky high, iced out paradise

And i don't run counters no more

So tell me why are we at war.

When i held you i used to cry

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

You know i want a piece of that pie

And then i break down and cry

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

Always felt like a six day war

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Too dumb war comes with plight

Get the ass shots right