This is a song about "Marine field training exercise"

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Which made me have to wait like leap year

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

She takin shots after all isnt love a battle field

Because it's hard trying to pay the bills when you're by yourself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

But what he doesn't know is that i'm sharp as a marine

I deserve cheers how i rap tour every year

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Truthfully, some eye at least

I been out in the cotton field

No longer with us; he's deceased

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring