This is a song about "Bandana squad"

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

Mac hippie analog, you rap midi, turn the camera's off, i make you snap and slap your bandana off

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

They said im guilty, i ain't get the chance to say im not

And dusting off the porcelain and open when their cock is out

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.