This is a song about "Me and my sqaud"

My friends and fam hear me,

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

She understands me and makes me check my heart rate

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Me and my friend blastin' off

Had to get my utmost feeted sleep cause

You can hear it in my lyrics

She comes and follows me on my trips

Long before i knew the significance of a comb

An orphan my pops left me, and often, my momma wasn't home

And my grip told me it was lonely

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

My mom and pops didn't want me

A-town, nigga, yeah it's trap city