This is a song about "The marine corps"

Give these niggas the pink slip when they appear

Nigga, i'm a fucking, marine engineer,

Got the passion for the music

About some tyga beef shit

Just to let you know, you are

In the heat of the summer,

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

The streetz is aint the safe

You're that secret place

I'm like psychotic marine on laced lsd

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

The realist in the game

Things'll never be the same

These joints here not found at the mall

Where the ball meets the wall