This is a song about "Group"

We'll meet back and regroup

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Yea its my group its my legion

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

To a group of people with the power to bestow

Come get some, you little bum

Arise through the group you came from

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

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

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

Taking out such a pivotal group

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route