This is a song about "Army men"

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Don't be ashamed he makes mice of men

Cause men lie, women lie

That's the window into the sky

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

9 times outta ten

Makes me sleep and blown by men.

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

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

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.