This is a song about "Boot camp"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Then next thing you know you'll be getting the boot

They got me trapped

I made a song at camp

Give them bitches the boot if they can't perform the square root

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

And had not written one salvageable line to boot.

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Taking you down and giving yall the boot

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust