This is a song about "Group"

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

East with biggie and group home

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

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

I'm offended that i'm in group e

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Scarface, say i got that montana flow

To a group of people with the power to bestow