This is a song about "Camp jamestown"

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

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

They want me to concentrate in a camp

And i like my marijuana bright

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

I made a song at camp

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

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

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk