This is a song about "Group"

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

Cause you slum dawg and i'm the millionaire

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

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Working out 9 to 5 keeping them babies fly

East with biggie and group home

And don't you bring your camera phone

Yea its my group its my legion

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Something wicked this way come

Arise through the group you came from

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

There's probably a whole group of other names

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

We're out with the stars, you're on your way to the best night ever