This is a song about "Win the war"

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

But every time i smoke, well, a nigga mind gone

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

First off congratulations on the win

With a little bit of passion

Damn, i'm just waiting for my life to begin

Im the definitive sin, hit it and win

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

The final war of the whack and sick

Fitted, legitted, hardwood classic

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see