This is a song about "Da clique"

Rep my clique endlessly

Its a war with the enemy

Don't attempt to contradict my clique, yeah we may be ignorant

Fuckin' y'all with no lubricant, go grab the detergent

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Conquering you and your lame clique with ease

Not likely like stay long please

Where they find me, 16 on death row

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

But little old me with the few facts that i speak

But one day they'd be reppin in our clique