This is a song about "Group"

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

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

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

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

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

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

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

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

For 9 years in spain had the time share

To a group of people with the power to bestow

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow