This is a song about "Battle soldiers"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

We gotta put up with the shit life gives, carry on like soldiers/

This bag is from seattle

Why do u wanna battle,

Soldiers acting brave to put up fronts make sure they stay on it,

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

Toy soldiers playin' chess games, got us in check mate,

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

We got fourty thousand soldiers now marching down yous streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

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

I'm the general, just makin' sure my soldiers straight

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

If you're gonna come to battle,

She caught up in my love triangle