This is a song about "War in 1700s"

My flow thunders in seas of war- i belong up in mt. olympus

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

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

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

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And slid back north of course to pen more

Your only in fight with your damn war

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

So tell me why are we at war.

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

The holy war, the spiritual troops