This is a song about "Being in the army"

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

I'm catching myself depositing these feelings she withdraw from

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I hate being in court, looking at the attorney

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

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

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

I can't tell who's telling the truth in being a liar.

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.