This is a song about "Love for mom from a soldier"

He was just a kid but ranked the best soldier,

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Going broke, no sir

I guess i aint a soldier

Been through war i am a soldier/

The flow's cold as a shoulder

You lit a fuse, you should've quit, but you spit on my mom, prepare for napalm when/

Then start again, don't have no muthafuckin' friends niggalook inside the heartz of men

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Skeptical soldier, a man of few words,

So i thanks for my mom

No tats dey for my arm

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

A soldier, and i stay under you fightin'

And non-nigga friends got it with him