This is a song about "Artillery"

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

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

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance

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

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

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

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

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

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