This is a song about "Group fights"

Yea its my group its my legion

Something wicked this way come

East with biggie and group home

So beat me to the bone

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

There's probably a whole group of other names

Arise through the group you came from

Flyer then the rest of them

But reality shows ain't real

To, whoever fights back, i'll be here,

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

I used to have night frights, afraid of knife fights,