This is a song about "Gears of war"

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Decreeing gears foreseeing the unseeing peers,

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

One through six that's all gears

I shed so many tears

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

Mercedes rear view, thats where today appears

Mechanical energy is lots of gears

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

They hold on to their careers, and just clean their gears