This is a song about "Group"

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

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

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I dare a group to try and take me on

There's probably a whole group of other names

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

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

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Arise through the group you came from

When they here today what you say to them

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

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

Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe

I’m saving major loot

Inspiration throughout the group