This is a song about "War and death"

Nearly broke the guys fuckin arm and got kicked nearly to death

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Make room for the groom married to his music

The final war of the whack and sick

War between poorness and richness

Cause i'm sitting here sipping on guinness

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

War and slaughter, blood is gold, from dust to ashes/

Death and anxiety have riddled my life,

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

I started this war and im going to finish it

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Its the last prime to death, and we screaming out war