This is a song about "War baby"

It's like my life is a war,

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

So tell me why are we at war.

That's why you'll find her on the floor

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

Regardless to all them, i appease her

It's like my life is a war,

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Will i ever win the war

The shit that i spit is more

Rollin' with my baby

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Oooohh... you've got a sin, baby

But make sure if they do see

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before