This is a song about "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/

Artillery weak with guns

Back with a vengeance

Bitterly blew the game like heavy artillery/

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

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

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

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

He thinks aw, forget it, its so insignificant and little

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

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

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

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

Okay lamborghini mercy, yo chick, she so thirsty

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory