This is a song about "Army wrestling gay orgy"

You think im gay gay, what the hey hey

Oh i gotta face the day

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

God mc oh my god you gotta see

You take on more dicks then a whole orgy.

If we ain't right and always at the throats

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

Ain wrestling it rugged like chippins on the ground