This is a song about "Mighty maroon band"

One man band, ready to chant up an avalanche

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

That we can't forget the past

Plus you should rap in a kg band

Am i a one man boy band, nah this ain't no backstreet,

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Cuz damn that boys mighty fine

You reflect in this heart of mine

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

But it thinks high and mighty