This is a song about "Blood for oil in the war"

Know you want me to fall

Written in blood on the wall

Dive in war armed to the teeth with bars only

You see now that nigga lonely

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

Risking his life for oil, which is nothing to die for

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Because tonight we fight, not for oil or wealth,

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

War and slaughter, blood is gold, from dust to ashes/

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

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

You go to war for the keys, wanna get off this leash.

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze