This is a song about "Advance warfare"

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Need it when i'm dancing, i need a cash advance

The l in his hand to yell in advance

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Baby, just come close, let me play in your hair

Almost got us caught up in gang fuckin warfare,

I find it kind of unfair that my niggas still in warfare

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Living carefree no plans try not to think in advance

Well its the microphone blaster skill advance enhancer

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Leave ya rancid, we advance and