This is a song about "Militia and army"

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

You wanna harm me and nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

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

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

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Other words, fill ‘em up wit’ holes

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

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