This is a song about "Commander of army"

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

But it was africa the continent we all came from

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

Rap commander and chief, post it up on some keef

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army