This is a song about "Sad for no peace"

Yet we're just board peace is, no brain to hoard pieces

Lookin' out, retarded kids screamin' out fuck slob, jesus

This is the second best idea that we’ve ever had

U just better be glad that i pray for you ass, it's sad,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

We don’t reason, no such thing as a peace treaty,

I fell for the wrong girl, sad is what i became

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

Asking for peace like geneveve, but you'll never get rid of me,

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

And i'm here for you if you ever feelin sad

Let's get my enemies not knowing i'm coming back

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

In a world that prays for peace, all we preach is hate.

So much for that peace prize fuckin hypocrite

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that