This is a song about "The marine corps"

Enter the building through the window

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Do the math, get the sum

Bet i get like 8 of them

From curb surfingwe working the industry

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

Got the passion for the music

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

We all the same the blacks the whites the something in between

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Reminisce the times and the laughter

In the "city of lights", it's hard to see clear

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,