This is a song about "Iran regiment"

Artillery weak with guns

Guess they ran out of options

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

Praying to god i can slide and slip out the devil’s grip

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

I dont gotta join illuminati just to get a new bugatti

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

This is how i'd evade parade when i was doing army drills,

With artillery to disclose the nobility of this arts history

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Cause my artillery shit will, have em stumped like a riddle

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Bring in the artillery life is nothin but a memory