This is a song about "Militia and army"

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

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Cus i run these streets like a one man army

I am a one man army,already making him look sorry,hurting him so harshly

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

She sung songs off the marvin gaye whats going on album

My friend lost his leg,army are dead

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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