This is a song about "War game"

The holy war, the spiritual troops

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

The world is already full of war

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

And slid back north of course to pen more

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Daylight saving times all the time on this block of mines

Homies dying like this is fucking war times

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Your only in fight with your damn war

The shit that i spit is more

I got soul, there's more in store

Money is worst than a war