This is a song about "A war in the desert"

At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Go to war with the mormons, take a bath with the catholics

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

Whether im in rap war or a skirmish, ill be the one who reemerges screaming victory

Let me make it and i'll never steal again, or deal againmy only friend is my misery

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

A battle ain't shit without the war it's just two lyricists

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Always felt like a six day war

Or something that you paid for