This is a song about "Camp"

Couple grand when i rock the night

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

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

You be chickens like smokey tripping off angel dust

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

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

I made a song at camp

The faker they shakin' my hand

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

They want me to concentrate in a camp

With such an ugly picture in it and