This is a song about "Modern warfare 3"

In the urban envrionemt of modern

So in layman’s terms my words burn

Like modern art i splatter words up all on the walls

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

It's that crack, give you something to sell

Verse 3(i prefer this one):

We have nothing in common

Tried to find ammo but it's none around town

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Here i go writing raps against the modern greats

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

Modern day slave shit / mistakes but there's no way to erase it