This is a song about "The war of 1812"

Torn apart, taken by storm, blow the war horn/

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Will i ever win the war

Summer time, different shore

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

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

The world is already full of war

And there's little to be glad for

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

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