This is a song about "The army"

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

At the salvation army tryin to salvage an outfit

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

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

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

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

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

To the top of district army hospitals for doctor visits,

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Holding on the tsunamis cruise army