This is a song about "Built for war"

From the projects to the penthouse

Foundation till i built my house

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Or something that you paid for

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Our society's built on ignorance

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

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right

Built on most high, because i'm a die reaching for that limelight/

Not relying on the light no more

Get up man, it's time for war

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

War crimes, we sacrificial lambs for the slaughter

Call me atlas, i'm ruthless and looking for war

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for