This is a song about "Group"

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

As: i’m layin’ in the cut waitin’ for your mom

I dare a group to try and take me on

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

Wake up, turn on your tv and see my ass again

Yea its my group its my legion

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Had a group of friends stuck by my side,

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

And i don't care if she gone, in a long skirt

Inspiration throughout the group

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

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

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute