This is a song about "Nams squad"

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

A squad of ignorant losers chilling at a park,

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

And victory tastes sweet, even when the enemy can throw salt

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.

Used to call me the african don dada

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

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

About to slide out but i'll get back at ya ooh

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

Cause in the end girl you’re gonna want another round, another round

Sounding like i'm coked out, squad get blowjobs from high scores its a blowout

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

But still to not get punked on the block i just stay to squad,

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

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