This is a song about "Group"

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

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

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

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

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

Group of white boys came out, their pockets rich in cash

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

So i banged for a minute

Taking out such a pivotal group

But rather than singing non praise the dude

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

Critics take hip-hop and rap music and group it together,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for