This is a song about "Soldiers and war"

My war and my weapon is all i have

See her man face-to-face through the glass

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

War and slaughter, blood is gold, from dust to ashes/

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Need i say more out in singapore

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I'm on a playground, and i'm looking just to start a war.

My mind's all swirled and i feel like i'm at war

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

We would like to call this an appreciation tape