This is a song about "British 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.

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

You're right i'm in my british castle thinking,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

Been over seas more times than the british when

Time after time, again and again

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

Niggas in jerusalem, waitin for signs