This is a song about "Group"

Gotcha lips baby while i pull your hair

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

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

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

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

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Little latasha sho' grown

East with biggie and group home

I dare a group to try and take me on

When you took my hand up so calm

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

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

Yea its my group its my legion

I don't care what it did to them