This is a song about "The war on terrorism"

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

So everything retro come across so corny

Past the next world war because i'll be on vacation

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Or something that you paid for

On a horse i ride into war

Will i ever win the war

Keep coming back for more

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

Just cause you change what you pitching, don’t make the difference

No call it terrorism, the way i blow a hole through you rhymes, got you tip toeing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have