This is a song about "Industrial military complex"

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

But i've got time to invest to supply some lyrical complex

Don’t grin on me wit’ them long stares, you ain’t god unless no fear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Got shit so complex that even if a scientist in quantum mechanics,

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Prospects to rule the projects, process is complex

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Complex bars are for those who can't speak it

Ego complex you guys have, you on linux?

Oh how she love the gangstas, they love them green ones

Used to catch us on the roof or behind the stairs

I know all of this must be far to complex,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Hands shifting these sheets creating a complex language