This is a song about "Being in the army"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

I'm living in the past looking to the future my own mentality reasons being

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

It's just about the people being trapped up in our system,

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Just for me being weird in the past/

Got racks you don’t understand

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody