This is a song about "The korean war"

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Welcome to hell's plot, the war on drugs prevail not

She wanna tear the mall down throwin’ stacks quick

The final war of the whack and sick

Go to war with the mormons, take a bath with the catholics

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Ain't no suppressing the message we're going to war

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

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

Would i stay with her, or separate or move along now

Cause i was never hesitant to represent

But if its war you want, then i wish you the best

And she throws up whatever she eats

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets