This is a song about "Gun squad"

Hold on you can see my vision

You talkin bout toting that gun

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

I promise i'mma call you back

845 brick squad on the track/

I pop one, you pop one

I went to get the gun

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.

Our children must be taught, of africa

I'm caged up in state prison

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

And i be talking about me, i do this