This is a song about "Fuck wars"

Having you wish you read the bible more,my presence can rival wars

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Same bitches used to play me though

Fourscore and four wars ago

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

That it's over, you'll go through wars at a battlefield

I'll be your savior from all the wars/

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

Riding around without a fuck given

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

Zealous pilgrims are gone, now it's competitive wars,

World peace will come later, probably not, we're waging wars,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours