This is a song about "12 at war"

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

I started this war and im gonna finish it

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Fighting a war that we'd never ever question

So tell me why are we at war.

She leave her hair on the floor

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

If this was war, i'd have superior tactics/

Then chop your deck your head tumblin' like gymnastics