This is a song about "Jesus squad"

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

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

Throwing rocks at people getting stoned like jesus

That scary love, never get married love

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Christ. did she go to elementary with jesus?

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

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

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

Choppas out now-now open wide like a freak squad.