This is a song about "A policy of extending a country s power and influence through diplomacy or military force"

Its a force of habit,

The master of this rap shit

And wale been tellin' other rappers take a deep breath

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

And real bitches don't respect you

Im a rapper through and through

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

I will die of overdoesing, or a bullet through the head

Like dead presidents a country leaderless and lawless,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Gently through and through, truth is truth, harsh or loose, leave a bruise,