This is a song about "Iraq"

In baghdad, iraq only wealthy live happily

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Exploding to the pad like an iraq

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

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

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

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Form the towers to iraq