This is a song about "Group"

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I dare a group to try and take me on

They blowing up my phone

East with biggie and group home

It's no longer a new jack city

And the whole of group c can suck my d

I'm offended that i'm in group e

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

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

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

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Yea its my group its my legion

I am not the only one

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see