This is a song about "War lords"

Apply deceit in war experimenter

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

The world is already full of war

Come and get us you prepare for war,

You ain't gotta hit the club no more

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

I only know the underground is filled with all the warring lords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

When you talkin illest rapper

Famine, war, sickness and disaster