This is a song about "Old soldiers"

Niggas drop like the soldiers for the oil barrels,

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Meaning fuses tears when guns become the soldiers,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Pockets probably like fried food

Thats why soldiers salute

But love my music, say i do nothing but hits

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

I seems i lost my little homie he's a changed man

And so the soldiers, gats in hand, send drones to pakistan,

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly

What's in for me? god sent for me, my soldiers in the infantry,

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Toy soldiers playin' chess games, got us in check mate,