This is a song about "War clean"

Trash rappers getting wiped out like mr. clean

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

It's like my life is a war,

Something worth dying for

I'm feeling so fresh and so clean,

Miami nights, it was all a dream

It's like my life is a war,

What is hittin' for

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

So tell me why are we at war.

And i don't run counters no more

Get up man, it's time for war

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore