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

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

I want to hit the beach, she wants the spanish civil war museum

What will we do first? start another war rape the economy like a whore?

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

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

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

Circulate the economy better than any can/

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Intervals polluting the economy/