This is a song about "Being in the army"

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

It's odd being in the same room, with the man i killed,

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

In your nightmares i am the one watching your soul being drained

So here i am at the store for some chips

For being the absent dad in attendance

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

It's your own fault suckas so don't get that shit confused