This is a song about "Our group"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I'm offended that i'm in group e

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john

I dare a group to try and take me on

No doubt like gwen stefani's group

So i banged for a minute

There's probably a whole group of other names

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

East with biggie and group home

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Just engraved are group in this humid industry,

Yea its my group its my legion

Now look: the change has come

We're trained in a new cage and booth, a hated group,

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude