This is a song about "Herd"

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

But i just divert and exert this seemingly inert absurd word you herd

I ride alone, through each sick word, so fuck you and your suckin dick herd

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

If you ain't herd bout me yeah hola it's nice to meet ya

Me and my herd will be the greatest crew that you will have ever heard

Saying they all different, but i don’t show them no effort