This is a song about "Lizard squad"

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

The squad with us, no troop

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

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

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Leave your whole squad of corny vocalists hopeless

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Look inside my closet

My squad is who i get it wit

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit