This is a song about "Pakistan"

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

All this is probably karma, you dishonored the father

I'm not from pakistan but i still offer water to a bomber,

Shit's a traffic jam, and we bomb pakistan with gats in hand,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Kicking ass like all nighters with pakistan

And they respect that, say that i'm real man

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

So leave it up to me i'll cut your head off like the taliban in pakistan

I'm not from pakistan but i still offer water to a bomber,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her