This is a song about "Fighting cows"

To half of clowns and fucking cows

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Fighting crews arrive running right rampant

About disaster in the world and

Cause there'll never be peace

Fighting vicious like please

Fighting vicious like please

Cause there could never be peace

Fighting chumps fighting like spartans

Not king james, these were coke kings

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

To slaughter cows like a barbarian just for a taste again.

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Like a peruvian kid fighting fo gauchos

It keeps coming back to you, why do you keep fighting

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring