This is a song about "Georgia economony after the civil war"

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

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

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Have you ever heard of the motherfucking civil rights,

Dive in war armed to the teeth with bars only

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

After the fire, comes the rain

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

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

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric