This is a song about "The war of 1812"

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

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Or classic misdirection it's a collection of weapons of war

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

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

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

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

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

But i was wrong, baby girl sung another tune

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

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