This is a song about "Camp"

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

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

Trying hard to speak and

I made a song at camp

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

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

They want me to concentrate in a camp

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Can't pop fly, i get my socks tied

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

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