This is a song about "World war 1 germany"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

To make a peaceful world we need to end the war on the streets,

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

She leave her hair on the floor

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Money is worst than a war

Born into deformity in east germany,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

The world is already full of war

That's why you'll find her on the floor