This is a song about "Army soldiers"

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

They say i talk like im god body

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

C'mon, bring those soldiers home, because we've froze in defeat,

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Meaning fuses tears when guns become the soldiers,

My garage full of cars that bounce

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/