This is a song about "Trenches"

Hiding in the trenches avoiding the ether bomb

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

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

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

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Im in the trenches getting dirty with the wordy

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

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

Deep in the regions where trenches are reasons

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Ending these verses all muddy like vimy's trenches

I am olubowale, the answer to this