This is a song about "Orders"

Because i'll be barking orders like i'm sergeant slaughter,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I'm just a soldier following orders

I'm important to the impostors

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

Blare recorders with static scraps but don't blame the orders when the matic taps.

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Y'all niggas act like waitress, you're always taking orders,

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

I refuse to be another being on this earth

We will reserve and act like waitresses, we'll take orders,

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve