This is a song about "Artillery"

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

This artist be accumulating artillery to with a.r's seriously ripping through ya arteries/

Where you been and who you wit, i get no room to breatheit makes me wanna leave, i'm sick of these tricks up your sleeve

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

I wont even have one injury, tore the others up with my artillery,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Cause my artillery shit will, have em stumped like a riddle

The means of artillery spotting and photography of the opposing trenches.

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Artillery weak with guns