This is a song about "Modern warfare 3"

Come equipped for warfare, digest the pain,

Through all that rain, i kept my flame

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,

In the urban envrionemt of modern

Member when you had a jheri curl didn't quite learn

Call me 3 days grace, im 3 doors down

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

Bluegrass rap super heroes man, it's a modern day marvel/

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

I'm a fighter, a modern day davy crockett

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

A life where we don't need no welfare

This shit is a different type of warfare