This is a song about "Army nurse"

My favorite time was killing the nurse

And you are not around like black fathers

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

Designer shit, though i’m modest, astonishing to be honest

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

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

You dress like a french maid or maybe a naughty nurse

First i have potential, now i got them answers

To exist like a beach in a tsunami

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

I punched a fuckin' nurse and my mood was improved

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route