This is a song about "Renaissance war in the 17 hundreds"

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

Uhh, can it be fatethat makes a sick muthafucka break

Push comes to shove now this ain't for play, want a war, i'm the killing plague

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Your only in fight with your damn war

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

Rap's a war on the street - daffy daily turned me an amputee

The shit that i spit is more

Trying to maintain in this war

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

If you try to give it to me at the door