This is a song about "Army"

I am only a man and i don't know what to think

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

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

You wanna harm me and nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And this money handsome, ain't that a panty anthem

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

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

My friend lost his leg,army are dead