This is a song about "Army and war"

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

You wanna harm me and nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

And i'll declare lyrical war, on this racist dumbass.

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Then the world ain't no trick no more

This dick of war, and i will not hesitate

Let em marinate, you forever late

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Famine, war, sickness and disaster

Niggas who be rapping how real they are