This is a song about "Hood army"

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.

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

Niggas will find a way to tweak it till the art's gone

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

I'm chillin' in this hood

She got that good good

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,