This is a song about "Guns money power squad"

Artillery weak with guns

3m's on my new balance

The squad on lock no key

Summertime in the city

845 brick squad on the track/

She was wet off the bat

Amen, they say you only live once

No money, power, or drugs,

Professing they found one ready as this

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

But we say the names, it's changing us, money and power,

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

Now momma told me be careful who you love

They want the money and the power that's just the world we living in,

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission