This is a song about "World war two"

Money is worst than a war

As soon as i walk in the door

Your only in fight with your damn war

I got sexy ladies all over the floor

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Need i say more out in singapore

Just clouded spittin through rappers two by two

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

I ain't happy with the score

Come and get us you prepare for war,

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

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

On a horse i ride into war

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Puttin two and two together

And there's little to be glad for