This is a song about "Troops"

The holy war, the spiritual troops

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

My kick game be making fifa envy

The troops stationed in line, battle ready.

These frequencies i disrupt frequently will leave ya troops scrambled

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Their government needs to stop spending money on weapons and troops//

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

Open fire and dispatch troops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels