Lackland

"Wassup y'all
It's been two months already
I'll tell y'all all about it"

Yuh, yea
Look

Slowly passed the days that I counted before I got in
And they already had the tickets to the bus that I'd hop in
And never considered my own self if I woulda' tried stopping
I taste the bitter of no health I got my mind locked in a...

Little world where I'm a good boy (never was a sinner)
'Magine my own self struggling (hunting a buck for dinner)
Running away ain't solving it (so a bullet pierces it's skin)
Administer killers through voluntary systems (wonder who's sicker)

Me or the man who slaved in shame and paved the way
For my generation to pledge & march in days of rain
Not even the slightest clue on how to take away the pain and
I couldn't seize up these thoughts on my way to basic training

I went in with good intentions most didn't believe me
They need to see me
My good friends wish me luck even though they don't want me leaving
I guess it's even
Compared to them it's just to better myself cuz I just be rapping
So wha's happenin'?
The more I think about it they must be sitting back home and laughing
While I'm in Lackland

Yeah
Finally set foot chilling
Up in the airport
Saw other cats there sitting
We joining the Airforce
And that was the grave I'm digging
But it was my dared choice
Would we be end up killing
A couple of scared boys?

That mighta' been not the real case
But it definitely crossed thru my thoughts
The TI's expectations level to makin us to follow like bots
Dorm Alpha 1 322nd's where we filled up our slots
A few days in and some already wanna tie they necks up in knots

But that was the nature they cultivated
They make it way too insane for those that think its a game
When in truth, it really is
You just gotta know how to mentally play it
I should never say it but motherfuck a reporting statement

I went in with good intentions most didn't believe me
They need to see me
My good friends wish me luck even though they don't want me leaving
I guess it's even
Compared to them it's just to better myself cuz I just be rapping
So wha's happenin'?
The more I think about it they must be sitting back home and laughing
While I'm in Lackland

The day came when we had to get our neurotic shots
To stabilize all our systems but man it was too much
And the side effects on the wall said one was pox
But I didn't care I knew I was in favor with the odds
Sike

A few days later woken up on my bed, froze
Just got so sick that I was feeling hella dead bro
Went to Reid and cant believe at what they said tho
That I was goin home they sendin me to med hold

That was the place that I actually spent a month in
The atmosphere was chill you could slack and no one's fronting
But the thing that got to me was the fact they gave us
Priviledges at the cost of cleanin the crap out of latrines and then...

Limit us to cut-offs and back to confiscation like that
Just straight up felt like we calaboose insurgents
And for us who got some birthdays they pass like
No one's bussiness wha's happening to this shit like
No cap, can't understand it

But that's just the side of me that's really pissed
And wants to hate it
The truth is I understood that my body
Couldn't take it
Maybe the brighter side is now that I'm
Back home in Vegas
But to those who believed, I'm sorry y'all
I didn't make it

I went in with good intentions most didn't believe me
They need to see me
My good friends wish me luck even though they don't want me leaving
I guess it's even
Compared to them it's just to better myself cuz I just be rapping
So wha's happenin'?
The more I think about it they must be sitting back home and laughing
While I'm in Lackland

"Aye shouts out to my 322nd boys man. Burges
Davis, and the ones I came with from Vegas
Thompson, Weatherspoon, Sadri
Hope y'all doing good man
And where's all my medhold boys like
Del Toro Alpha 6... y'a... I told y'all that I'll
Make this song about... fucking BMT and
All medhold & shit but, it's all good y'know...
You just gotta... cleh hal skerre treh!"