This is a song about "Ghetto squad"

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

To become a couple of half pig cops, part of the rcmp squad

Bitch you should see my wallet

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Then let that arm & hammer, hammer it right to a lot

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

And daddy's in the cadillac

845 brick squad on the track/

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

It shows i know a bit

My squad is who i get it wit

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you