This is a song about "Army boots"

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

What is life? take a step in my boots

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules