This is a song about "War and depresstion"

Been through every war zone, and collected every medal,

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

My mind's all swirled and i feel like i'm at war

My war and my weapon is all i have

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

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

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

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

I'm a form a petition, someone gotta be listening

Lets take war to the scum and pray the day were winning,

Ho's, got a list, but i gotta pick

The final war of the whack and sick