This is a song about "Victories and defeats in the revolutionary war"

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats

No matter how low you go you're not lowlyand i, hear that you made a few enemies

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

And i promised a friend i'll start a discography thats revolutionary,

Come and get us you prepare for war,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Smoke that weed then we do the damn thang every evening evening

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing