This is a song about "Fuck the war"

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

I never judge a murder by weapons, only the rage

But there’s strange tidings, the tides of war are sure to change

Running further for the.. fucking door, its nothing more then a ruggered war

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

And if this is a battle i already know i won the war

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

At the war, i set blitzkrieg and your under a deep sleep

Just for my sanity baby right now you need to speak

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more