This is a song about "War in 1600s"

Tryin to torture em to tell, i'm gettin mailbut ain't nobody sayin much, the same old nuts

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Not one j got a pair or more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

The shit that i spit is more

Always felt like a six day war

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

Dive in war armed to the teeth with bars only

Money is worst than a war

What is hittin' for