This is a song about "Artillery"

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

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

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

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

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

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

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Artillery weak with guns

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/