This is a song about "Being in the army"

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Of being trapped with no way out are common in the ghetto,

In the limelight being red hot

Ever since then i had no job

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

But have u ever thort about being in the other position

I believed in a higher being.

I was born to do the damn thing

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

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Being king in hell is better the being worker in heaven

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

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

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

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

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see