This is a song about "Brother going to military"

I'm a military militia from vietnam

I like a down-lookin, all for it, flower bomb

Why not me the same thing

And we try to keep going

You see, this is for the g's and the keys, motherfucker

I'm going harder than michael around your little brother

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

My brother, you chose to dance with the devil

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Going to the southern land

Well here's how to keep the flow going

It's temporary lust you need an in showing

The choice can be no other

To see marshalls brother

Ain't that your worst fear

Going to east nexy year