This is a song about "People in the army"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Quietly killing people in the night a secret in plain sight

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

'cause i'm a monsta no one can stop me, not even the army.

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

People always dying in the hood, stood

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Spitting lethal seen the evil taken over the people in my city...

The mc rappers envy got the people in a frenzy

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

We gon make it to the bedroom, i like the guest room

People tryna get a line in the bathroom