This is a song about "Ogre squad"

I am the dame who breaks the face of her mate who became an ogre

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

May just gon' bring hobo back

845 brick squad on the track/

Pockets probably like fried food

The squad with us, no troop

So give it baby

The squad on lock no key

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

* amalgam digital download bonus track

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

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

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

We the squad, freshgang , out that c-town mob