This is a song about "Grandpa dyed in the army"

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

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

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,