This is a song about "Holy war"

She leave her hair on the floor

Will i ever win the war

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

You is not hip then i can not coach her

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Ima diss you to your song holy grail

Ha, dead broke tryna get a bail

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

The holy war, the spiritual troops

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Targeting drones looking for holy bones

So tell me why are we at war.

Lay ya ass down on god's green floor