This is a song about "Vietnam war"

Just be alarmed like vietnam, better hide or he'll spit it raw,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Lower than my credit score

Come and get us you prepare for war,

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

On a horse i ride into war

Look, viewin life from the 36th floor

Your only in fight with your damn war

Gold chains, 24, niggas must be shinin' more

Something worth dying for

So tell me why are we at war.

See, i like the person that you are

Famine, war, sickness and disaster