This is a song about "Artillery"

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

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

Now it's 6 2's on closed curtains

Artillery weak with guns

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

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

10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single

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/

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

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.