This is a song about "Camp"

Told my mama in '03 i ain’t going back to school

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

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

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Cause another innocent died

They want me to concentrate in a camp

I just write that right by a mic stand

I made a song at camp

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

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