This is a song about "Militia and army"

I fear no opponent

Grab the scissors and saws and

Militia mother fucker, that's a discard

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Shortly after, my dad joined the army

I know a bunch of envious niggas don't love my city

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come

John rocket atlanta's bravest know that i'm awesome

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy