This is a song about "Bring our army home"

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

I would bring it but i left it at home

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

I bring the meat, you bring the cabbage, i bring the heat, you bring the draft picks,

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

When we already at the house full of our, home work

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Money bring pain,money bring gain

I'm going off the top of the brain

Bring it home and sell it on ebay and check out my cash stack

Keep talking, get you snatched for that scratch, clapped with the mac