This is a song about "War of 1814"

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

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

I got soul, there's more in store

Trying to maintain in this war

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

"don of war" what? it's more like the "don of suckin dick,

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

'cause it's starting, the dawn of war, i'll kill y'all till noon

I am out of this world and you a man on the moon

I've got to go and spit a lot of flow but bitch this isn't war,

I am like what happens when our guard be on his job more