This is a song about "Group chats"

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered

Yea its my group its my legion

I don't care what it did to them

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

The future for our youth's group is damned, the roots,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

Critics take hip-hop and rap music and group it together,

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Pockets probably like fried food