This is a song about "British army"

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

But we should be body to body

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

My god come before this bread

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem