This is a song about "Artillery"

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

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

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

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance

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

Every second tell me how you pressed em at the monte crystal

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

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