This is a song about "Desert war"

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Trying to maintain in this war

I got soul, there's more in store

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Ima go until my arm's sore

Money is worst than a war

Will i ever win the war

They make it worth more

On a horse i ride into war

And i don't run counters no more

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Testing bombs, you really think it's different from desert storm?

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Another day as i step out the door