This is a song about "Fuck with the squad"

You make a nigga sing songs nice

If you fuck off with the lies

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Floating through the sky with the random black guy high as fuck

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

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

But you wouldn't be if you never took those steroids

Ducks with the quack quack noise, fuck all the quack pack boys

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I fuck the bitch you came with, and the people you stay with

The issue with that shit is that i don't give a fuck

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

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

So take the stage just show me what you got

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,