This is a song about "Military academy"

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

I was educated at the hard knock academy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I'm a military militia from vietnam

And start earning some cash to go back to the academy

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Coming at you full force like a military assault/

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

You fags are though / im a military paratroop