This is a song about "Group"

Before a nigga finish put in the work

Sarthak this fight over ur whack group they get slaughtered

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

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

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

Pockets probably like fried food