This is a song about "Soldiers and war"

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

I started this war and im going to finish it

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Come and get us you prepare for war,

The shit that i spit is more

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

I'm at morgan, howard, coppen, trying to find that higher knowledge

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

Sending our soldiers over seas to die and gain what they can't get for free

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

That's why i shine like i does

War between poorness and richness

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Soldiers fighting for this country, and you act like it isn't tense