This is a song about "Army basic training"

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

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

My garage full of cars that bounce

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

I reel them in, goadomes on see

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Cus i run these streets like a one man army