This is a song about "Pal camp"

I'll get to em when i land

I made a song at camp

Dawn rising, cleaning up the camp site,

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

They want me to concentrate in a camp

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

Your situation becomes rocky, you drag a pal low