This is a song about "War in 1600s"

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Your still in your crib at home while i'm making the streets a war zone

And i don't run counters no more

Will i ever win the war

Togehter shall we fight against hordes in war vultures will surrond their companies men

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Your only in fight with your damn war

I ain't happy with the score

Waking up in cold sweat with gulf war syndrome

Playing with fire is a danger zone

Never no more will you see me, this is the endcause now i know you've been cheatin, i'm a sucka for love

And all of a sudden my nations discussion is tugging in a fucking war with arguments

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

In that case we can paint the art of war with your esophagus