This is a song about "War god"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Turn it up a little more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Trying to maintain in this war

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Too dumb war comes with plight

Whether you wrong or you right

I ain't happy with the score

It's like my life is a war,

On the slow jam of love

War between poorness and richness

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war