This is a song about "German soldiers"

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

That's why a little more bring a whole lot of toasters

So i spend it real fast, cause i’m tryna sit and chill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

We gotta put up with the shit life gives, carry on like soldiers/

You're faker than a german hot-dog with no mustard,

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

German procrasinator, better invest in a nest to survive to be the best,

Making passionate love 'til the daylightplus we about to get evicted, can't pay the rent

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Sending our soldiers over seas to die and gain what they can't get for free

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Only true soldiers are thrown into the harshest of battle.