This is a song about "Iraq"

The outskirts distribute my vision contributing to the burns i position

Then sent his ass to iraq, but unlike osama, his ass was the one that got smashed in,

I'll make you feel like you're being stoned in iraq

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

Yeah i'm a menace, god as my witness, with this pen i'm insane, yup

I'm fuckin witchu but i love them bitches you know i'm gettin more cut than nip tuck

Lets strap the president with an m4 drop him off in iraq and tell wm good luck

He say, she say, oh my god

Form the towers to iraq

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

In baghdad, iraq only wealthy live happily

Exploding to the pad like an iraq

Try and pull me over, i will not stop