This is a song about "My squad"

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

Sabotage, sabotage, i love you

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

Okay i'm trying to hit, something's just gotta give

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Just like the terror squad when you hear my songs you lean back/

Bitches aint ya squad they point a gun right back at you

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Bet i'm heavy with that