This is a song about "Elite squad"

Your waiste so petite then your hips so elite

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I must go like fly route

The squad with us, no troop

Of corrupt government leaders and elite aristocracy,

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Remember craft adventure elite defender

They infiltrate our homes, africa

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.

Harvard's elite and pseud-intellectuals had it for ninety years,

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Father fuckin her, older man fuckin her sis

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish