This is a song about "My army"

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

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Round and around, army of scary clowns,

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

Throw her slightly to the right, so dyke i'm kinda wrong

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Shortly after, my dad joined the army