This is a song about "The war of 1812"

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

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

So get up, its time to start nation building

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus

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

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

A battle ain't shit without the war it's just two lyricists

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee