This is a song about "Army boots"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And they label me king... you can come and take it back

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

What is life? take a step in my boots

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Round and around, army of scary clowns,