This is a song about "War of 1814"

Money is worst than a war

Keep coming back for more

Then the world ain't no trick no more

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

The shit that i spit is more

So tell me why are we at war.

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune

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