This is a song about "War world 2"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

I got soul, there's more in store

Your only in fight with your damn war

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war