This is a song about "Otb squad"

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

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

How beautiful are thou, africa

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

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

Try to press my button whole squad come in a dozen

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

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

Ya whole squad like "ooh shit!"

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

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

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks