This is a song about "Barracuda army engineers"

I am a one man army,already making him look sorry,hurting him so harshly

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

These engineers and doctors and lawyers, they would never fear,

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

You niggas comedy, i'm laughing at you probably

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,