This is a song about "Battles of the american mexican war"

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

It feel like woodstock in a nigga dressing room

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Succeed in what you love the american dream

Optimistic this isnt bad its different now

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

The world is already full of war

Another day as i step out the door

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

And you wonder why you,can never seem to get a piece of the american pie dude

Physical making life miserable keep smoking until dragons and tattooed

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

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic