This is a song about "Hood army"

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

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

I'm chillin' in this hood

My bitches fuck me good

But now your under a hood

Better than your bitch would

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

My bitch: she educated, walking college grounds

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

Fuck it i got a few more now that my hair long

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably