This is a song about "He wanted war"

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

You sold him out he was most wanted on the cia

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

Counting 100 grand i pulled it from my last show

Let's pretend he never played the game or wanted to win,

Everybody finger point in your direction

Leading his way to the top for most wanted and he studies and learns files

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

He blew his chance when all she wanted was him,

And i don't blame you, cause game gets swang like it ain't shit

He lost all his fame, it's what made him wanted

Rest in peace to my motherfuckin' biggie smallsthat's right bwoy, it's goin on, right herethug life god bless the dead

And its ironic he was pulling me off bert when we fought, he wanted all the respect he could get

May we all rolland if you don't knowwe got the rap game petroscared cause we bout to release

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts