This is a song about "Group"

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

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Yea its my group its my legion

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

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

Cuz yal fucking with a group who just don’t care.

Cars just like sneakers, just got me ten pair

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

He's stupid as 2 chainz but wu tang was the group,