This is a song about "Great war"

That fire flow the finest women i adore

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Of pleasure, jill you did great

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

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

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

[g] great gestures gear towards great guidance, geronimo,

It seemed everything was great

They fasting they won't leave me ate

So hopefully i would become great

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

They fiend in the door

It's like my life is a war,