This is a song about "Group"

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

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

Like hoes down in magic city

And the whole of group c can suck my d

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

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

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

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

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

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

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