This is a song about "War for money and land"

And for what your life's worth, this money is twice than

And i come through your window just like i'm hustle man

Land of the burgers and fries,

Right flows down and they might go nice

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

Hustle and grind, hustle and grind for this money stack

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

But a small girl had been shotmy heart could take no more

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

That's relayed to try and simply brainwash half the land,

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Hand and hand they fade away to another land