This is a song about "Trenches"

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

The means of artillery spotting and photography of the opposing trenches.

Deep in the regions where trenches are reasons

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Im in the trenches getting dirty with the wordy

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

Hate me if you want to but always remember this

Ending these verses all muddy like vimy's trenches

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

I done made sacrifices for solutions now i feel alone in the trenches