This is a song about "Being in army"

Hate being in this position

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Money stacked to the ceiling just as quick as it dispense

So being in the kitchen whipping would make sense

No conspiracy, my fate is inevitable

Theoretical whines about being hamlet in trouble,

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

For being the absent dad in attendance

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Just for me being weird in the past/

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army