This is a song about "Group"

So well it's a spell, hell, makes me wanna shoop, shoop, shoop

He's stupid as 2 chainz but wu tang was the group,

And the whole of group c can suck my d

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

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

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Those flashing lights come from everywhere

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

I’m effervescent, just ask them

Arise through the group you came from