This is a song about "Army basic training"

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Another basic bitch, an alcoholic, they're typical,

I can't explain with words that are basic

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

And getting money is the song i sing

Them niggas pissed, need potty training

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

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Training my craftship using people for practice

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Ok, you smoke weed. like every other fucka here, it's basic.