This is a song about "Choad posse"

, whats up choad?, i owed but now im in my mode, wrong road to tow

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

From a kid rock, insane clown posse concert in mid oc-tober

If ya'll don't know ya history ya'll should look a lil' closer

But your whole fuckin posse tryna be us

The critics are calling me conscious

Posse hocking some flame flows

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

You gotta posse where's the army, no officer i have no more drugs that's

And my posse they are with me so don't cry you shit g

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

You gotta a posse suckin you on this site

Wait till he sees my posse, the #rappad army

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody