This is a song about "Desert war"

You ain't gotta worry no more

The world is already full of war

Trying to maintain in this war

The shit that i spit is more

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

Always felt like a six day war

I ain't happy with the score

And my weed man should just sell flutes

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

On a horse i ride into war

Ima go until my arm's sore

Of impactful things one can ask for

So tell me why are we at war.