This is a song about "The war in syria"

Gorgeous, the funky four horsemen and one more

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

Apply deceit in war experimenter

Regardless to all them, i appease her

And there's little to be glad for

Trying to maintain in this war

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Maine, bay, the burf baby i'mma book ya' flight

Start a war, genocide, but we're the parasite

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

The holy war, the spiritual troops