This is a song about "Camp"

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

I ain’t e’en tryin’, fool, ho, i ball like private school

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

And i ain't really give a fuck, it was like a nigga rushed

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

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

I made a song at camp

Two white cups and i got that drank

They want me to concentrate in a camp

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand