This is a song about "Army man"

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

And mack maine rap, sing and manage, uhit's young moolah baby

I am a one man army,already making him look sorry,hurting him so harshly

Came from italybellisimo, was tha callyeah nigga i got versace

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

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

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Skeletors, he-man, she-man, see, man?

But you done got thick on a nigga, god damn

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.