This is a song about "Group"

Became the greatest group ever, never will remain the same,

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

And the whole of group c can suck my d

I ain't tryna fight back, but baby

Tight nit group of thugs, dedicated to the cause of pain.

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

There's probably a whole group of other names

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

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

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

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

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair