This is a song about "Study and war"

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

The stubbly hubby, chummy student study

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins

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

That naturally act like these raps is a mattress

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

You want a husband, but no one has a cape

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Study astronomy and possibly

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

I started this war and im going to finish it