This is a song about "Artillery"

Artillery weak with guns

Back with a vengeance

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory

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

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

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

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/

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.

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,