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

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

I sigh, in my heart, a million soldiers just died.

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

C'mon, bring those soldiers home, because we've froze in defeat,

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Milatary behind us two million soldiers strong

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

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man