This is a song about "Street soldiers"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Leave you severed across the street

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

That's why a little more bring a whole lot of toasters

I said i got my ass beat

Wen i walk down ya street

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

Now we all in the street

Now it's time to eat

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

C'mon, bring those soldiers home, because we've froze in defeat,

We have so much in common, starting at the feet