This is a song about "Group chats"

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

Became the greatest group ever, never will remain the same,

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

With young kirko, and that h right on my belt loop

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

There's probably a whole group of other names

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

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Had a group of friends stuck by my side,

Tonights gonna be a fuckin' fight

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

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

Well that's not her fucking name, but i think this shit is clever

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see