This is a song about "My sqauad"

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

My words are my rhythm

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

On the bible you can run

Grab my knife and my gun

My own unknown is my enemy,

And i got a little big, keep it low key

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

She forget about her husband

Trying to renovate the game

My cash effected, my brain insane,

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

Got my head in my hands.