This is a song about "Gangsta rap about squad"

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

To make what i write worth to rap about

I'm back on these highways moving cakes

So i can just rap about my mistakes.

845 brick squad on the track/

That moschino shit is so back

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

But this rap isn't just about you

Shout ymcmb, mmg we run the globe

Sometimes rap about slinging dope

I try to tell them i'm one of the

He tries to be a gangsta,