This is a song about "Desert"

Stuck on a desert road deserted and famished

Take a look, to this bullet, now my finger slipped

Your murder will be front page desert n' last page concern,

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Whether in the desert sands or the depths of detroit,

You know i wont desert you, we stick to each others side,

She in colors and shit, she off that northern lights, right

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

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

Let's get it on like desert storm, the pentagon for steppin' on,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john