This is a song about "Military grindin"

This verse may not be gold, it probably wont ever be sold, because this world is cold,

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

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,

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,

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

I'm a military militia from vietnam

Coming at you full force like a military assault/

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

I learnt much from the way i was taught, so i'm grindin' at uni and im slavin' at jobs

On, thanksgiving we thankful, just for livin in helldamn homey, i don't mean to be harsh

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,