This is a song about "Heat squad"

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Murder verses bursts of furnace heat

Our children must be taught, of africa

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

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

The squad with us, no troop

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Wonder if they take it all back

845 brick squad on the track/

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

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

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop