This is a song about "Troops"

Open fire and dispatch troops

A far reach from them rap dudes

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

I'm commander coop, making obsolete every single other pair of troops

Like the sewage in the major polluted cities , stripped the roots

Exclusives, y'all never seen

British troops intervene

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

These frequencies i disrupt frequently will leave ya troops scrambled

The holy war, the spiritual troops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Mercury into your son and killing civilians with our troops

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves