This is a song about "My squad be fresh"

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule

She pray to god every night hoping that he'll mature

My flow fresh, yours needs pine sol

I guzzle up at the bar

Call of duty mode with these verses, lot of kills

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

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

My magma hot bars race between the lines like a squad of cop cars

You gotta look at reality, understand that shit so you don't get caught

And for now all i got is my main bitches in cat squad, i aint no fraud,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

Fresh off my musical debut

Please sugar don't come alone

This shit fresh off the top of my dome

Rappin is my profession so i always come up with fresh shit.

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that