This is a song about "Army for the christian"

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Puffin’ on that garlic, cigar full of marley

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

She so christian, i went missin'

Don't call this an attack, in honesty, i'm a christian,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

In the game we runnin' this future like christian clancy,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

I just want somebody i can see

Believe in a christian society,