This is a song about "Conflicts"

Im a peacemaker i resolve all the world's social conflicts

Tired of sifting through my mail i feel like cartwright, bills

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

The hate that caused the conflicts that turned up brothers,

And naw that ain't your girl, dog, but you be feelin' that chick

No more rows and conflicts punches or kicks/ think don't feel, be static/

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

A few keep talking 'n' blogging, its appalling the leaders are plotting conflicts

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Was primary, the source of conflicts, switchin' sides every

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

And our very own childhood conflicts depict em/