This is a song about "Training"

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Restrained as david ayer's training day, pavin' ways, makin' change

Them niggas pissed, need potty training

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

Stared at triangle with an eye while training

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Looking at them haters crammed in the dodge stratus

Training my craftship using people for practice

Like denzel from training day

But i ain't get to see you today

Training my craftship using people for practice

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

After all the training you gonna wanna abort