This is a song about "Group"

If i dont bag i’ll be thinking bout your ass

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

And my nigga bam bam, he ready for whatever

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

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

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

There's probably a whole group of other names

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

I must go like fly route

Kcb, up and coming rap group

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

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels