This is a song about "Swiss army knife"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

Fuckin' with kiddo, the one man army

But we should be body to body

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

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

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

You wanna harm me, you better bring a army,

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

- you've got an army that'll fight for you but still i come

And destroy the army. so bad, pacifists would enjoy to tar me.

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

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

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