This is a song about "Russian army quicly mobilize"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

But in this darkness gathers an army of artists,

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

Won’t pop another pill, can’t drink another sip

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

I could win an oscar, russian accent husky

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party