This is a song about "Group communication"

I believe mcing is the best way of communication,

Bury your thoughts, take his head fuck him have at him

For some reason our communication blew

Soon to smoke em by the yard till my lungs can't get through

Tight nit group of thugs, dedicated to the cause of pain.

That ass is fat baby ain't no way to hide your frame

I dare a group to try and take me on

When you took my hand up so calm

Them cowboy country singers going forever recoup

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

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

Arise through the group you came from

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free