This is a song about "Battle of the marne war"

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.

Will i ever win the war

And slid back north of course to pen more

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

For once be men, bringing a sword to a battle of the pen

So the battle champions list, i belong on top of it,

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

The final war of the whack and sick

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

And she throws up whatever she eats

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,