This is a song about "Great war"

And i don't run counters no more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Get up man, it's time for war

Need i say more out in singapore

Trying to maintain in this war

I ain't happy with the score

Who did it before

Will i ever win the war

Jungle fever for the night

Too dumb war comes with plight

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Exhibitions that's exponentially great//

And ejaculate, it feels great

Fuck them bitches, ain't trying to get laid