This is a song about "Street soldiers"

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

We gotta put up with the shit life gives, carry on like soldiers/

In my drawsring, ring, ring

Spawned, unsolved, soldiers he's masking/

Bitch i'm all you need

Yea we hard on the street

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

Including fox hill and 27th street

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

Like soldiers charging up the hills, and dropping agent orange,

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

Leave you severed across the street

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep