This is a song about "Group"

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

Yea its my group its my legion

But i let off everything i have

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

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

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Everybody put three fingers in the air

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

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

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

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools