This is a song about "Prepare for war"

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

War is all i'm good for i don't know what peace is

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

You waiting for war to be over but my three leaf clover says that me

I broke mama heart with no college

Prepare to take a note bitch

I got soul, there's more in store

Get up man, it's time for war

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Now prepare to witness, some confusing hypnosis

And i would never walk in the shadow that never was really there

Say your prayers, best prepare for despair, sticking off ya every single hair

And at best all they do is distract me but now

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

Life's not easygoing so prepare for the worst and hope for the best