This is a song about "Camp"

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

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

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

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

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

They want me to concentrate in a camp

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

I can smell it when i go outside

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

I made a song at camp

600 benz, house six hundred grand