This is a song about "War soldiers"

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

Who did it before

Will i ever win the war

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

Always felt like a six day war

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

And it's 2 clips, i get out to play for

So tell me why are we at war.

Money is worst than a war

That's why you'll find her on the floor

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

People speak as if they need me, they deceitful inside

Thats why soldiers salute

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued