Lyrics
Soldier of fortune
Psyop patch like I'm MKUltra
Well known troller
Bet I got the FBI tryna pack my folder
Slapped the strap on the automatic
Like a backpack, carry it over my shoulder
Unfortunate son, I'm a soldier
Lower casket, then I cover the hole up
Population control, vaccination patient
Zeroing in on our case, it's basic
Hold on dear to the reins
I keep pace when I'm steering it over the bases
Take it and smear it all over your face
Okay, no parallel or adjacent
Money Clan, about face
Walk ten paces
Puzzle piece, night vision
See the cities in the distance
Being lit up by the missiles
Got the dipshit clan patch
In the militia on the spectrum
Move quick, in the desert
Puzzle Pakistani panic wreaking havoc
Burqa bandit in Iran (Find me flying high...)
Muslimah girls gone wild for the camera
(Hey) Find me flying high, I'm vulture
Reaper in the nimbus
Sending rockets to your Ayatollah
Got me circumcised
And fed me lies
To keep my eyes unopened
Homie shell shocked
*And paralyzed
And hoping
Maybe this will be the final front
I'm serving
Pies to soldiers
Frozen it's quickest to go, heat it
I'm chugging and slow breathing
I know that the dogs seeking me
And if I'm chosen and introduced to the teeth
Well I hope they enjoy the meat
I got the cancer from my groceries
Puzzle piece, night vision
See the cities in the distance
Being lit up by the missiles
Got the dipshit clan patch
In the militia on the spectrum
Move quick, in the desert
Puzzle Pakistani panic wreaking havoc
Burqa bandit in Iran
Muslimah girls gone wild for the camera