This is a song about "My sqaud"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

All the girls really want is fun

My words are my rhythm

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Keepin everything to there selves like ye, vincent moved.

I don't mean to matthew kemp you, but shit you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

I ain’t never been a dreamer

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

My shit thigh like my bootstraps

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Thats how i live my life thats my motto thats my armor.