This is a song about "Soldiers and war"

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

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

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy

Been through every war zone, and collected every medal,

They say to get a hundred mill you must become the devil

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

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

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

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

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

But i took a fly route to an opposite shore

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/