This is a song about "Military academy"

You know, kiss his mom. she gave him wisdom charm

I'm a military militia from vietnam

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I was educated at the hard knock academy

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

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

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,

He'll demolish the #kings here like a military coup--

Bring ya soulto tha true, let em know we come through