This is a song about "Group"

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Yea its my group its my legion

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

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

Shout out my nigga reggie bush that just gets you the highs

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Arise through the group you came from

It's slight blemishes and life system

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

There's probably a whole group of other names

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains