This is a song about "Street soldiers"

And calliope is the right of passage for our soldiers,

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

Man our soldiers ain't white, they all black and latino,

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

My words move like soldiers, my hidden legions/

Don't want to be the king

Spawned, unsolved, soldiers he's masking/

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Scream like nightmares from a street

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Toy soldiers playin' chess games, got us in check mate,