This is a song about "Military brats"

Barley-wine brews and broiling brats

Dope sneakers and dope speakers for fly cats

You fags are though / im a military paratroop

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

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,

I'm finding ways, to get them fucking brats,

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

Coming at you full force like a military assault/

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

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

I'm a military militia from vietnam

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

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