This is a song about "My army boyfriend"

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

But she sneaks out the window to meet with her boyfriend

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

My boyfriend is clever

I said i'm hurting her

She took one more cut to the throat to end it all but then her boyfriend

Young strugglersracing the clockain't no telling when it all can end

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Her boyfriend joey emerges from the christmas tree he’s finished recording.

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

A shouting match lit the malignant glint in greg’s eyes( her boyfriend)