This is a song about "Group"

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

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

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Yea its my group its my legion

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

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

I dare a group to try and take me on

Tats all on my arm, these hoes say i'm that bomb

East with biggie and group home

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Pockets probably like fried food

Flyer then the rest of them

Arise through the group you came from

Half of my game? yo, that shit be a lie

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.