This is a song about "Battle soldiers"

C'mon, bring those soldiers home, because we've froze in defeat,

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

By the water, au revoir to my audience

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

She caught up in my love triangle

Rap is a religious battle,

My conscious only knew whats half tight

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Meaning fuses tears when guns become the soldiers,

Everyday is like another battle

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/