This is a song about "War for love"

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

Pine-green foams, they may never see the store

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Gotta get back to the d, you know we finally famous

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

My love, for you, will remain forever true.

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through

Are you ready for war? bitch i'm ready for more

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

Pressed in timeswe busted like bubbleswith the police

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Running further for the.. fucking door, its nothing more then a ruggered war

You waiting for war to be over but my three leaf clover says that me

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see