This is a song about "Built for war"

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

Sound wise... or that style they puttin' out now

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Our society's built on ignorance

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is

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

You waiting for war to be over but my three leaf clover says that me

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter