This is a song about "Artillery"

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

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

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

3m's on my new balance

Artillery weak with guns

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

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

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

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

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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/

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