This is a song about "Street soldier"

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

Little gate, little fence - i climbed over

But i can't carry it i'm weak i ain't a soldier

We can't catch the beat

Claiming i rap like i'm street,

I'm just a soldier following orders

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Last of a dying breed

Wen i walk down ya street

A lone armed soldier on a mission/

Look, they gon love me for my ambition

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Including fox hill and 27th street

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Been through war i am a soldier/