This is a song about "You want a war with me"

Money is worst than a war

She leave her hair on the floor

Call me a terrorist all you want

And by the way i'mma start

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

Rap's a war on the street - daffy daily turned me an amputee

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Supposedly i can't buy a drink, but they'll still go to war with me/

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

But if its war you want, then i wish you the best

But if you want you can ignore me like a castaway

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Something you couldn't tame, a cunning gain i proclaim war against

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt

So if you want a rhyme, just see me any time

No religion i was getting saved by the glock nine