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

Get up man, it's time for war

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Written in blood on the wall

Didn't do a thing at all

Running further for the.. fucking door, its nothing more then a ruggered war

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Beware for my marksand yo, makaveli, give me them bullets that was left up in your belly

The oil-like solution dropped in solitary, so my right ear felt, very heavy

Giving niggas the piece of mind to put it to beats

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

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

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

From the face of this earth and soak in your blood

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck