This is a song about "Army cadets"

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come

Who made a situation from what you see it's a problem

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

On they twitter writing novels, see

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance