This is a song about "Salvation army"

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

Unless it's steve harvey's buff sister trying to jerk my dick

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Dressed better than armani, more strength than our army!

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

The only battles them niggas fightin' is at salvation army,

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

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

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

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

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

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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