This is a song about "Group"

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

But i let off everything i have

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

There's probably a whole group of other names

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

To a group of people with the power to bestow

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

Inspiration throughout the group

So before i go, you should harvest food

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

I dare a group to try and take me on

Sensationally i bust rhymes better than a all-round group cypher

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Wanna see you work your body

And the whole of group c can suck my d