This is a song about "Conflict war"

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Get up man, it's time for war

She leave her hair on the floor

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

So tell me why are we at war.

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Your only in fight with your damn war

Ima go until my arm's sore

Declared a beef war, got everybody spitting

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king