This is a song about "War and soldiers"

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

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

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

I started this war and im gonna finish it

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

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

And i'll come back when the war begins to release sins

Come and get us you prepare for war,

She leave her hair on the floor

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

But i do quite well with all the bait

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,