This is a song about "Camp anchor"

But the past has no anchor and its silly to think it ever did

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

An anchor in my answers, a ladder to more stature

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I cant stop im like a ship without an anchor

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

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

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

I understand i'm back by popular demand

They want me to concentrate in a 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