This is a song about "No snakes in my squad"

The squad with us, no troop

Got shit dropped out, don't recoup

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

I pray to god and stay in squad, walkin' through these lonely roads,

So you should move away, or join the dude 'n play

Dropped in my grades and forced down in school with no say.

Pancakes over waffles, no squares in my circle

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

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

I tell her it's my house, give her a tour

As my record label nitpicks at this

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

They all snakes in the grass

While i'm rubbing on that ass