This is a song about "Marine field training exercise"

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Fire your guns in explorer as it stands as the battle field,

Queens comin thru to takeover ya team back from the deceased

No longer with us; he's deceased

I'm always out in the cotton field

I'm the c.e.o. of diplomat records, i sign myself

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

Truthfully, some eye at least

I been out in the cotton field

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

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

And she gon let it loose, hey

Like denzel from training day

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,