This is a song about "Fighting our own war"

We gotta set our own market, and enforce it

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

You're our own flesh and blood/

Like "don't let 'em 'round our women" cuz we own women like things

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

We be dreamers just tryin at our own missions

If you need my assistance there'll be no resistance

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Selling us our own chains. confuse our wants with our needs,

Its so simple to see things from a genius perspective

They push their own agenda at our expense, and sever links,