This is a song about "War world 3"

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Walk on with your scars, don't turn around

Money is worst than a war

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

The world is already full of war

Lower than my credit score

The shit that i spit is more

Your only in fight with your damn war

Not one j got a pair or more

It's like my life is a war,

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

We have nothing in common

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

The holy war, the spiritual troops