This is a song about "Swiss army knife"

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

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

Behold the army i controlled, excelling by tenfold.

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

In prison shanked by a knife

Hold on..i'll catch y'all up in the next life

Hey 'mac... "a swiss cheese is a gunner, i'll show why..."

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

You wanna harm me and nas you gots ta come get through a whole army

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit