This is a song about "Trench warfare"

Come equipped for warfare, digest the pain,

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

Warfare and religion seem to run parallel,

And even if i do i know my momma gon be well

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair

I find it kind of unfair that my niggas still in warfare

A bunch of temptation facing when your wife ain’t there

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

We were raided in the trench lose a couple men but what we do is kill all those

This shit is a different type of warfare

Turn around and then you flip your hair

Read the shit that he writes, multi rap killer dirty warfare drug problems

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks